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And so it seems you were to be king for a day
Don't let your dreams of blood hunger in the way You know these streets, they lay there patiently Awaiting your fall, like a phone call And I see you made all the right decisions I believe your head stone received the wrong inscription Didn't read anything about how much we miss you at all So with a broken stick, in dirt we scrawled "Here lies our dreams come true- Here lies Xs for eyes on me and you" Want you know, I hope you got all you wanted Want you to know that I took all I could take It's been so hard to see and breathe through All the smoke left in your wake Latest Month
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