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Styles Jun 2014
It’s the ones closest to you, that want to do you wrong; causing the most harm. Go undetected; no cause for alarm. They know  your weak spots, so they easily disarm. Their luggage impacting you; they just simply carry on. Now that relation ship as since come and gone; disappointment sets in; blown out of control; so we set sails, and  move on. Best friends turned enemies; same old song. Brothers killing their Father’s son; jealous for so long; knew it all along.
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