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May 2014
Takes time with a wounded heart,
Cause he haven't healed.

Takes time with a broken hand,
Cause he likes to feel.

Takes time with a hurting man,
Cause he likes the pills and likes the meal.

..well I'm half the man I use to be
...well it's more then chance that's saving me.
..well I'm bad with steps when I walk for me.

Takes time with a healing man,
Well his hand is healed.

Takes time with a wounded heart,
Well he loves foreal.

Takes time with hurting man,
Well he holds the pill and leaves the thrill

Well I haven't been the man I use to be.
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
(29/M/United States)   
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