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Dec 2013
I dont want you anymore,
This is not what i thought you had instore.
Why cant i be free,
From the person that makes you me.

You are the reason im incomplete,
The loss of order never neat.
I want my hole in the ground,
The only place i really want to be found.
DoNtLoOkInSiDe
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DoNtLoOkInSiDe  Kansas
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