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Sep 2016
This agony is true

Let's hope it's really up to you

When it's very late at night

And you're laying down to sleep

I pray I'm not remembered as a ****

Or someone you can hate

I'm made of deep sweat and cigarettes

There is an ending here that I don't regret
Rhet Toombs
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Rhet Toombs
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