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Jun 2014
I love you.
Be good.
Those cuts will merely be like feathers on your skin.
I will fly you above the clouds.
Even though my wings have broken.
I will carry all the pain with you.
Just to see you smile again.
If it weren't for her, I wouldn't know my strength.
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Aikin The Deadman
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Aikin The Deadman  Out of my mind since
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