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I **** the pain of today Stab it with my determination All the pint up tension Bleeds out onto my hands As I let go of the knife Sharpened by misunderstandings And hear the clash Of the metal upon the tile floor I know the deed is done Today is dead Tomorrows sure to come
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Jun 16, 2013
Jun 16, 2013 at 10:27 PM UTC
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I **** the pain of today Stab it with my determination All the pint up tension Bleeds out onto my hands As I let go of the knife Sharpened by misunderstandings And hear the clash Of the metal upon the tile floor I know the deed is done Today is dead Tomorrows sure to come
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Jun 16, 2013
Jun 16, 2013 at 10:27 PM UTC
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