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Jan 2019
You are the cigarettes on my lips
And you are the smoke filling my lungs
Giving me shelter from a reality I refuse to accept
And I don't think I could quit you
So I'll die as the addict I am
Dreaming of words I will never hear
MsRobota
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MsRobota  In the eyes of time
(In the eyes of time)   
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       Crazy Diamond Kristy, --- and Colten Sorrells
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