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Clayton
so many lies promised within that single red rose
u say u see through me but u dont know i wear my masks better than u can i am THEE mask u cant understand caught on all thats silly leading u blind hoping its me u will find in time not 2 be found not 2 be spoken always to be used always to be broken catch me in my tears now u understand the bo nd that pain and I hold in hand so leave me at the bottom of my double g&t leave me to my own vices the ones that bring me false extacy hang overs reality depressing and sad erratic mad Clayton im sorry for all u never had |
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