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Forgot Muse

Scratch what i did before this ones gonna be sore A trick or treat banging on deaths door Should i convince you for some more time or treat you by quickening your design Home where pain is hidden well and only those you tell feel the ache through my thought I am the muse of being forgot

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Book: Shattered Sighs