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The look of the face Of a man I want to end Let your energy ascend Yelling at your wife Questioning my ability Not one gentle bone Lies behind your whithered skin You're a fool To be so bitter I await the day you leave
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Sep 25, 2014
Sep 25, 2014 at 11:18 AM UTC
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The look of the face Of a man I want to end Let your energy ascend Yelling at your wife Questioning my ability Not one gentle bone Lies behind your whithered skin You're a fool To be so bitter I await the day you leave
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Sep 25, 2014
Sep 25, 2014 at 11:18 AM UTC
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