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Aug 2013
It seems you've replaced my shadow with yourself. You eat on what I ate on ignoring what's good for your health. I'm walking around these empty streets with a plan cause I can and you pace around these streets trying to act like a leech and mooch off anything with feet. You don't know your ethnicity so you take mine in hand. Yeah I'm Irish. I'm about to take an Irish **** on you, you pilot fish. Yeah I said it.  "Who am I? What do I do?" You make me sick man. What are you going to do: live for yourself or end up in a ******* fish can. There was always something fishy about you. You linger and you're always pointing fingers like you know what you're saying. You don't even know your own shoe size because you try to walk around like me. Try to talk around like me. Try to shock the town like me. But believe me I'm no **** eel. You reel what I reel because you aren't real yourself. Stop walking in my foot steps. Stop jumping on my back. All I want is my shadow back. ****.
Matthew Scot Baldwin
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