Another Freind, Another Whore

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another friend another whore,

another bullshiter what a bore.

play with these feelings that are inside,

stuck in something so fake and u tell me to bide.

hope worn down and so thin

so many scars beanth the skin

ignorance, to walk away is the only way.

and a fake ok to make the ignorance stay.

something so beautiful fade with it scars tears

and then comes the paranoia and fears.

u say i have problems i say u get pleasure out of yours and others misery.

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