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Nov 2017
Scratch it,

That's not you!

Because that's not what I wrote

And God knows your dedication for turning tables,

It's impeccable.

That could have been me today

Or probably not

Because I'm at the bottom of the barrel,

The last thought in the foodchain

That's not you,

That's who replaced me.
Does he keep your head up, buddy?
bluevelvet
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bluevelvet  24/the same as you
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