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Feb 2015
The incredible sensation I get when you name passes through my brain
The unwilling tremble of love that is caged and very well inslaved
Determinations brings forth the relentless amount of fame
Quenching for satisfaction
Even though it runs through my vains
Guilt that pumps profusely for not living up to my name
What's going on in this I'll mind I call a brain
jay may
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