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find my blood on the table

I want to stab my own chest take a drink of what's in my breath move too fast to feel the thunder pound at nothing left beause you take it all from me even the dollar bill I've kept now I release my mind for theft for all who wander a chance to recollect

◄ last year you left me broken

false accusation of myself ►

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