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Nov 2011
I’d be scared if they could think,
But all they know to tear is flesh,
And if you want to know the truth,
I think there’s nothing in their chests,
And when those grey suits show up,
I’ll lie for you straight through my teeth,
Cause they can only break my bones,
And I’m already broken underneath.
J GOO
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