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Jul 2016
Paradise with no sun,
looking for it on the run.
Ain't no time to stop and look,
put another in the book,
put a new bait on the hook,
hoping for one that can cook.

******* reasons strong appeal,
telling me you're missin meals.
I dont wanna hear that stuff.
I dont wanna hear you bluff.
All these problems
I dont care,
long as i can see you there.
Droppin bombs for ****** up reasons,
guess its just that time of season.
Truth is you should know me better,
feelings changing like the weather
Truth is you should know ill stay.
Truth is please dont go away,
you dont know what id go through,
**** id prolly die for you, thick and thin better or worse, already been deemed my curse.
A friend of my wrote this and I just wanted to share it with all you.
BarelyABard
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