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Jan 2014
"What If"s that creep under my skin
"What If"s turning moldy from being locked within,
"What If"s that haunt each day and night,
"What If"s that kick and scream with fright.
What if his smile grows dim?
What if I hurt him?
What if he let's go?
What if I never let him know?
What if I go under?
What if the remains are left asunder?
What if I can't resurface?
What if I do a great disservice?
What if I breath in but not out?
What if my eyes forget how to shout?
What if I give in?
What if I never end the sin?
What if my bones turn brittle?
What if my heart is really this little?
What if I lie?
What if I never cry?
What if I stay like this?
What if it's me that I miss?
What if each lash fends?
What if the message sends?
What if reality bends?
What if this, is how it ends?
Fish The Pig
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Fish The Pig
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   Manny and Marshall CB Hiatt
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