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I've made the wrong choices, And for that I may die. So tell me what would you expect to choose when it's either water or wine? Clear to the point that you never mattered then, Or red with the fire from the anger that began. I'm a simple guy that leads a complicated life, Always tracing back Because I trust the ones who lied. My father always told me, I'll be the one who molds me. They can try to help you But you can't help those who never want it.
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May 1, 2014
May 1, 2014 at 11:51 PM UTC
WaterWine
I've made the wrong choices, And for that I may die. So tell me what would you expect to choose when it's either water or wine? Clear to the point that you never mattered then, Or red with the fire from the anger that began. I'm a simple guy that leads a complicated life, Always tracing back Because I trust the ones who lied. My father always told me, I'll be the one who molds me. They can try to help you But you can't help those who never want it.
eric-daniel
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May 1, 2014
May 1, 2014 at 11:51 PM UTC
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