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Mar 2015
I go from naked
I go from see through
I get so frustrated
When I see you
That burns my hands, is charcoal good looking
Heavy screams to date I wish I could cut my vocal cords when I should
I go from naked
I go from see through
I get so frustrated
When I see you
to be someone aligned
What does any of my mind conjure
That burns my hands, is charcoal good looking
I get so frustrated
I go from see through
When I see you
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