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Jan 2017
The jazz drops
Your voice stops

The ***** i have left to give
Somewhere else

Go look for them

The company i used to keep
Stale
Selfish
And the same beat
Stomp your feet
Its the end of the week

Find the *****
Pick up the pipe
The time is right
Tell that ***** shes a ****

do you really think i was put on this planet to be liked?

*******
Jacob Rosenberg
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Jacob Rosenberg  21/M/Spokane
(21/M/Spokane)   
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