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Jan 2016
Your skin burns,
don't make me touch you,
don't make me.
Your tears burn,
don't cry on my shoulder,
don't cry on me.
There's a man hanging in your attic,
skeletons in your basement,
don't make me,
don't make me.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
Barry Andrew Pietrantonio
Written by
Barry Andrew Pietrantonio  29/M/Salem, New Hampshire
(29/M/Salem, New Hampshire)   
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