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Nov 2018
You hate me right?
Why don’t you hate me like
I hate myself you always
Seem to be right and
Show me the light end
Of the tunnel


I keep turning around  though
and you’re still there
Picking up the puzzle
Up off of the ******* ground
You said I’m made for you
I think I made your crown
There was no boss before
You came around

There was no right or wrong
Nobody taxed the town
But now it feels like you're running me
Train feet in front of me
Feels like we’re enemies
But you say you just want the best for me

I’m tired.
Written by
Loatus  19/F/14213
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