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Apr 2013
When you think about it
Really
What are we inside?
Nothing.
Demons is disguise
Misguided youngins lookin for a good time
****** actors who can't remember their lines
Losers who never feel like the present is the right time
Or maybe
We're good
Still **** ups, but good
And maybe we should
Maybe we could
Bring peace to this planet
I wish someone understood
Written by
Kenzy H  IL
(IL)   
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