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I have a little firework And it burns dark and slow. And every time I hold it; I think cancer's sure to grow. But we spend time together, My firework and I So when it does **** me I'll know it's time to die.
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Dec 6, 2014
Dec 6, 2014 at 5:26 AM UTC
My firework and I.
I have a little firework And it burns dark and slow. And every time I hold it; I think cancer's sure to grow. But we spend time together, My firework and I So when it does **** me I'll know it's time to die.
I don't know what it is about this, I think it's the rhythm.
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Dec 6, 2014
Dec 6, 2014 at 5:26 AM UTC
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