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Mar 2013
I live in a place of credit card swiping
Of hundred dollar bills replacing apologies
Of forgotten love of the soul of family
If I knew how easily unconditional love could be replaced
I would of never lied to myself.
I would of never told myself that life was going to tread on
That the battle was over and now we could rule
It was okay to feel alone, because the horizon was nearing
There's no such thing as unconditional, there always a condition
On one condition, everything could change
Everyone could change
K I R A
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