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Apr 2016
A heart not made of stone
I wake up see  to my weakness took over
The words cut deep inside
Its  like a cancer that never goes away
We can't change how we play the hand
But we can remove that negative
I wish you  could see your self
But what would it matter
You can't see past your world
kenny Diamond
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kenny Diamond  NY
(NY)   
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