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Angelo Dampil Nov 2018
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Shaking grounds,
Left my stead.
Filthy sounds,
Surrounds my head.

This nightmare became worst,
Seeing you sad made me burst.
Thoughts run-down never last,
If I never asked you first.

I am not on par,
To deal with this catastrophe.
I'm just a star,
Who fell for your divinity.

I'll let you know,
That I won't let you go.
Paranoia should know,
That he's the one who should go.
Dedicated to Piacevole

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