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Sep 2018
I am paying for my crimes
Or am I?
Somebody please pay attention to my signs
I am crossing a line
Pretending to be fine
When I call, do not decline
I need someone to look at me as if I am a goldmine
Calling me like I am a hotline
Value me like a dollar sign
Not running away from me like I am a porcupine
Making me into their headline
I need someone to call me, mine
Do not make me say goodbye
Secrets Are Made To Hide
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