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Aug 16
No Matter
When
Where
Why
Or
How
Or
Who
If I Lose Sight
Someone Gets In-Between
Or
Reaches
Over My Drink
I Tell Them
Or
I Slipped
Then
I Throw It In The Trash
I Dont Trust Noone
Not Even God Himself
**** That
Ill Make
Or
Grab A New 1
Mostly Its My Fault
But
If I Tell You Twice
The 3rd Time
Ill ***** At You
Explaining
SIMPLY
I SAY
ASK PUFFY WHY!!!
Feyntenol
Written by
ZACK GRAM  M
(M)   
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