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Jul 2016
I see into you
I see through you
I see your weaknesses
I see what made you

You are forgotten
You are a ghost
You are a dream
You are an illusory host

We play this little game
We hurt each other for fun
We put our heads real close together
**We fire the gun
Kush
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Kush  20/M/United States
(20/M/United States)   
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