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If I could switch positions for a moment Would of open my chest tell the doctor take what he wanted get you out of your death bed too see u smile to the fam the Good die young I guess I never understand you coming home to your room was the whole plan kept a lot buried deep in you comprehend not only Was u my young blood u was my friend repeatedly I play in my head the message sent only thing time ever does is cover wounds how many funerals can a person consume I feel big emptiness when im in my room 2k on pause an my thoughts on bloom the hungry for success couldn't come so soon Be my third eye while I digg an dive To survive for a better life Crooked smile that we put on To enjoy our nights **** never felt this real.
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Feb 25, 2016
Feb 25, 2016 at 6:05 PM UTC
Letter To The Dead
If I could switch positions for a moment Would of open my chest tell the doctor take what he wanted get you out of your death bed too see u smile to the fam the Good die young I guess I never understand you coming home to your room was the whole plan kept a lot buried deep in you comprehend not only Was u my young blood u was my friend repeatedly I play in my head the message sent only thing time ever does is cover wounds how many funerals can a person consume I feel big emptiness when im in my room 2k on pause an my thoughts on bloom the hungry for success couldn't come so soon Be my third eye while I digg an dive To survive for a better life Crooked smile that we put on To enjoy our nights **** never felt this real.
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Feb 25, 2016
Feb 25, 2016 at 6:05 PM UTC
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