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Aug 2018
I wish to be
A simple man
But to part of me
That's quite bland
Part of me, that I can not stand

We all have small demons, but myn’s quite bigger
I stare down devil, every time he asks me to answer
Touch my hand, and feel my pulse
Everytime you see my curse, oh

I know what your thinkin about
And what I'm are thinkin about
True love, true hearts
One mask, One part
Wishing I never had your heart, no, no, no

Cause when the card all fold
For you here
I'll have to watch you go
Away from this world for-ever
Constructive critism is welcomed
Cyrus
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Cyrus  15/M/Maryland
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