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Jun 2013
Lights and lights suffer into me
Out it goes, all I know
I'm a prototype of how things shouldn't be
My cells are creeping in
Blood is flowing out
Skin is lowering, I want to committ a sin
It's pumping
I'm exploding
I'm a thief, I steal pride and make it mine
I'll collapse
I'll regret
But as long as I'm fine, it's just something I'll forget
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