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My Frust Always Rated

There in the crowd a sore thumb sticking Out do you love my insides Never knew you before before only be two Gave a house and land to my score think he is settled A one page book wasn't a page turner Socially glued otherwise located My frust always rated My Dep always pressed Nowh OUT ere of here Scene Me coming back to me now Memories made from all i have forgot futility hopeless hopeles hopele hopel Rild with the hunning worses Hal could have been pit if you follow my d ____________________r _________________________i _____________________f _________________t

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