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Jan 2015
You helping me,
now that is really kind of you.
Me helping you,
is what I strive to live for.
The day is nearly over,
and tomorrow begins.
Tell me,
did I ever once cross your
mystical fantastic imagination?
I will tell you,
you are always on my mind.
Does it **** me?
Absolutely.
But that is really okay.
You make the cigarette
last a life-time.
Oh, the time just changed,
did you?
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**I really hope not
I don't have any words for this one,
I really feel emotional after writing this.
My heart wants to bleed through my chest.
Just please promise me reader that you'll live on.
Adam Kobosky
Written by
Adam Kobosky  Somewhere lost in Ohio
(Somewhere lost in Ohio)   
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