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Oct 2016
ill be there
when the sun stops workin..
ill feel every inch of it
ill be soakin up the hurtin..
but ill sit there until I die..
one of our gleams will die
in the light of the others eye..
who's here and why..
does anyone know anyone?
Wow I wrote this??
Written by
mike
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