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Sep 2017
You take and take from me
Never realizing what your really taking
You carelessly take pieces
Never knowing if you keep taking
There won't be anything left
And when you run out of things to take
There won't be anything left of me
Brittany nicole Smith
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Brittany nicole Smith  Mississippi
(Mississippi)   
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   Lior Gavra
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