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Sep 2018
Filling the voids in my heart
With the lies, they will tear me apart
My death will come to no shock
Their words will be a constant mock
As people will soon realize it was about time
I had to pay for my crimes
My words soon turn into the songs they play in the summertime
In the most heinous possible way, they will boast
The ones which I love will betray me the most
My soul will slowly decay on overdose
Secrets Are Made To Hide
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