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I hate the arguging and the cursing
The fist fights using words and
The long walk through the fire aint no beach over here
Its just a pilliar of mixed emotions waiting to get knocked down
Im not gone hold it up lets see how long faith keeps it up
Now im the one laying with a frown
You disappointed fine i get it but that dont mean you dont tell the shopkeeper wassup
You still...
Monday 5th September 2016 9:27 am
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