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Life After Death

People try to take my greatest memories but, they don't know the pain that is inside of me. My love during hard times, trying to fix our word crimes. When we were young there was never a song that had not been sung. All the weed, made you're lungs bleed, but not for me, that was something that I didn't need. How much is the earth worth? What is the price of death? What INXS song was the best? We should not kill, we should heal. Not steal, but feel our love, then we will all be in heaven up above.

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