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mee
Chew you up spit you out, happening far to frequent my self
Must admit. I alone the blame it lies, sick I must be
Dimise ever is my life, tho not all is bad 1 thing is the blame
For me, the joy to others I seem to bring, that sucks my soul
Love terns too hate. Perfect untarnished it is what it is now to be,
My scars and bruises prove not, everything is not what it seem to be
