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Jun 2020
Take away, take it all, take my life, go on, why not
Bandits everywhere taking my women
Theives right there taking my money
Murderers in front of me taking my life

Opened my eyes and looked at the past,
Not interested in a monster like you
Not sparing some gold on worthless *** like you
Not stopping this addiction like you

Love? Who needs em
Money? Who needs it
My life? What about it?
My destination? Not your problem
sleep deprived right now so just spouting non sense
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Matthew  void
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   neth jones
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