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Oct 2019
Why did I get the unlucky gene?
I didn't want my words to be seen
By your abandoning eyes
Which were my demise

I found a way to make my peace
Write it all down, my thoughts in place
Now that you know what I have done
You'll make **** sure that I'll be gone

But we both know, I have a weapon
So let me be, my head's unstable
I won't tell her what really happened
Behind her back, while we all suffered.

These words are all that's left for me,
Just let me be, just let me be.
Written by
Sky
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