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Apr 2015
It holds me like a pen, forgiveness
I slaughtered all the hens, forgiveness
You can't do it again, forgiveness
I am not your friend, forgiveness
Not a free pass
Not off the hook
You're still kind of an ***
For the things that you took
I wouldn't do it again
I am not your friend
I wouldn't do it again
Forgiveness is the end
I slaughtered all of the hens
I am not your friend
Slaughtered all of the hens
Forgiveness is the end.
Eve
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