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Just let him breathe You always seethe He coughs from the smoke I know you gave that up Years ago… Ripping off his flesh You‘ve made him unsure. You know his disease. You hide the cure. You’re killing his mind You always seethe. You always blind. Just let him breathe. You dress him up Locking him in his room Pulling out his stitches Salting his wounds Just let him breathe. He coughs from the smoke I know you gave that up. Years ago…
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Jan 24, 2010
Jan 24, 2010 at 2:40 PM UTC
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Just let him breathe You always seethe He coughs from the smoke I know you gave that up Years ago… Ripping off his flesh You‘ve made him unsure. You know his disease. You hide the cure. You’re killing his mind You always seethe. You always blind. Just let him breathe. You dress him up Locking him in his room Pulling out his stitches Salting his wounds Just let him breathe. He coughs from the smoke I know you gave that up. Years ago…
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Jan 24, 2010
Jan 24, 2010 at 2:40 PM UTC
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