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Its always the same
you losing you mind
and trying to find
the reason to hide
you consceins of life
get what you deserv
you losing you name
ask for more
the night
has been hard
you feel like a bard
of hands
in the dark
with a batch
of sharks




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Publicerad 2023-12-02 05:47



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