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May 2018
Too much Too much Too much
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Anxiety stands over me, looking down at false mistakes
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Too much Too much Too much
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I look up with pride in my eyes, I'm free of sin you ****
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Too much Too much Too much
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Subtract that value, they don't care, nor will I.
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Too much Too much Too much
Written by
Gabe Ouellette  18/M
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