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I Got What You Need

I’m a dealer of words Inspiring prose late at night Those few little lines that keep you up Trying to make them beautiful I got what you want Just tell me the feeling and I have the words I deal in counterfeit love, words so tender they don’t mean anything I deal make believe worlds, words so magical they can’t exist I deal hateful words, words so painful you tell yourself they’re true I’m a dealer of words I got what you need Love, hate, magic All accessible through words just meet me in the library I got what you need a drug more powerful than anything Because they are beautiful and nasty I am a dealer of words

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