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At Some Point

At some point Its time to die. At some point, You know it's time. It keeps moving You keep staring The daily routine It's time to die. You can smile only so much, You can laugh on queue Only so many times But at some point It's time the reaper will cut your throat. You dont belong Never have. You can't belong Never will. You can jump when they say jump Only so many times. You long for that length of rope And a sturdy beam and to jump one more time. It's not for you. It's never been for you. You weren't ever supposed to be here. You were a date rape production. It's time at some time. The devil lives in this verse, It's time to change the channel.

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