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Jan 2016
I cant speak for my will is weak
Im told to turn the other cheek
but what happens when you cant
endure no more when the pain feels like
a parasite digging into your brain
is it time  for me to leave already
this **** is getting heavy on my
chest  and I feel like no one is listening  
can't wait  till these drugs start kicking in
disease
Written by
disease  anywhere but here
(anywhere but here)   
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     Lior Gavra, Latiaaa and Call Me Satan
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