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When all hope is compromised, and you realize, It's yourself that you despise, Who then do you idolize? After all you ain't no prize!
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May 29, 2016
May 29, 2016 at 12:22 AM UTC
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When all hope is compromised, and you realize, It's yourself that you despise, Who then do you idolize? After all you ain't no prize!
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May 29, 2016
May 29, 2016 at 12:22 AM UTC
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