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Sep 2022
Why do I forget who they really are?

Or what box they put me in?

That’s your role
Stay in your lane


And I forgot they only like certain questions

And they will always say
“what do you want from me?”

That’s the coup de grâce if I ever saw one
Written by
Dark Dream
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