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Feb 2015
long nights with my dreams alone
I got that voice in my head saying its alright
Why do i treat everybody with love when i get none bacK
Thats dumb i need to stop
Prop my own back up because im tough
Life is rough and i crave a touch
But theres no.such thing
beeps the graffiti writer
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   Lior Gavra
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