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Jan 2014
How can my perception be so off
Reality is like glass
Mine is constantly shattered after every cough
I blame my head of brass
To lie with you would be to lie to me
I can't break this promise, so dear
Let me be free...
I will not shed a single tear.
Written by
Carson Taylor
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