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You're Mine..For Now..I Think..

With These Seasons That Come And Go

My feelings I Cant Help But Show

Dying To feel Acceptance

I'm Gone But Not From A Weapon

I'm Gone Because You Hurt My Heart

Now I'm Back To My Crap of A Start

Where's The Art....?

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