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Blood runs down my arm Then down my chest But does no harm. I've failed to last I've broken down I've been swallowed by my past This just shows the truth They got it right I am no match for my youth
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Feb 18, 2015
Feb 18, 2015 at 2:02 AM UTC
Youth to Last
Blood runs down my arm Then down my chest But does no harm. I've failed to last I've broken down I've been swallowed by my past This just shows the truth They got it right I am no match for my youth
robert-fox
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Feb 18, 2015
Feb 18, 2015 at 2:02 AM UTC
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