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soul-less
SOUL-LESS
BY:JOHN WOLFE
when i look at my leg i think of you
and how the razor blade made our love true
the razor carved your name in my leg
and when everyone sees it it;s like its the plague
the plague that eats a everyones soul
is the same plague thats made our love whole
i know that now you may not love me
but i hope that soon together we'll be
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