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change of heart
change of heart.
Where are you?
Broken, dying, old?
I got a feeling,
your just an hour away.
With a fire in the breast of your house,
and your chest.
If I called out,
would you burn them all down?
Not rest,
till all the bastards were found?
Should have said this, at the start.
..Tare these mother fuckers apart.
Can't you hear my heart calling? That silence,
... is loud.
They call this the End.
But there a bag, of turds.
Lets call this the Start,
and chase them till the ends.
I let you down....I'm sorry.
You were ALWAYS,
my friend.
