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One more pack, it's a fact i'll quit,

cause just like you i'm sick of this shit,

sick of being down in the pits of depression,

where i always see you and am always second guessin,

how about one question, what the fuck happened?

did i move to Manhattan while you stayed in Staten?

on an island of your own, did you really need a waste?

if so, i'll highlight the common, copy then paste,

"okay bye, no worries i'll be fine",

even if through written word i'm cryin,

slowly dyin and tryin to reverse it,

never knew i'm the guy that you curse if

i admit it was worth it, i admit it was great,

i truly do miss you, maybe it's way past late,

until i'm in another state living another life,

i'll think of you and always rely on a cyph.