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Sometimes you need to be alone

I've really been pushing the envelope up in smoke and haven't choked told my bestfriend Im gonna kill myself as a bad joke I remember seeing blood on his tounge when he spoke now I understand the heartbreak of letting go 

◄ why

the devil wont let me rest ►

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