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Oct 2018
All sinners are born here,
and it's where the good come to die.
Somehow I've made a life here,
and I left another one behind.
Yeah, I left a better one behind.

You told me to pack it up,
and I kicked the dust and went away.
Seems weird just being here
while you're so far away.
Yeah, you're so **** far away.

The things that you say to me
are getting harder to hear each day.
But I must say I'm lonely,
and I'd love if you'd come to stay.
So why dont you come and stay?

I forgot that you hate me now,
so what's a person like me to do?
And I forgot how hard it is
to love someone who don't love you.
I love someone and that someone's you.

All sinners are born here,
and it's where the good come to die.
Somehow I've made a life here,
and I left another one behind.
Yeah, I left a better one behind.
Tyler Matthew
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Tyler Matthew  27/M/U.S.
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