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~so We Each Can Say~

The lie's you handed me became such Bullcrap , But somehow I feed into them, This hurts so real, That I become nothing, Hand without Hand, One soul torn apart , Listen for the Cry's of all these broken hearts, This Game, That Game, Is she filling in, All because I am Sick?, Kiss her, Touch Her, Remember ME!!, Another One that you desiesed.................................

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