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Jan 2015
Words like knives they cut straight through
Though its harmless and joking its what's you do

Say what you may, it's a brand new year
Pass the torch too me? Go look in the mirror

Trying to spread love and joy as our resolution said
Yet I am turned down once again, i might as well be dead

Existence is special and somthing we don't share
Let us see how you act, when you realize I'm not there
Written by
Steven  TX
(TX)   
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