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Sep 2017
Anyways how good are you,
hear them thoughts about you
wanted to lock em up, so
everyday could pass em through

Wished you knew what,
thoughts in my mind but
windows are closed
Memories drowned in blood

The agony, the pain in me
those eyes couldn't see
maybe they didn't care
you'd cry, I guarantee

Always hath the desire,
that you would admire
all that I was stuffed with
witnessed only the buyer
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