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  • Lost Love

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    Time,
    In this room and I,
    I am everything you wanted.
    I am everything you could have changed
    She’s here you know, you know…holding my hand
    But where is she now ?
    Where are you now ?
    Well old man, how long ago was the postmark ?
    It only takes a bullet to end
    The suffering you have caused yourself.

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