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Nov 2015
As the price of life increases
so does the power of drugs.
There's a war on ****,
but beer runs free
and I think they've got it
kind of ******.
The saints live on the hills
and the sinners on the streets,
but there really is no god
who can judge.
You can buy someone's
body or sell your soul,
but you can't put a price
on something you love.
© 2015 Sebastian Glyn
Steele
Written by
Steele
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     Nico Allentine, GaryFairy and SJ
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