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Feb 2017
Ive been told im loosing my touch,
Im afraid ive taken too much,
Does all love fade from lust,
Does my soul gather dust,

Ive been thinkin quite a while,
Ive been rollin past the pile,
Of reckless wrecks in denial,
Am i next in line for the fire?
Written by
smokesMbowls  canada
   Cheryl Ann Warner and Elijah Rose
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