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| don't expect any help from me i was standing at the five and dime hanging around just to pass the time cars were passing, i went to meet the ground and no one was around, except you were just standing there looking down at me how much futher can i fall? looking down at me, i was all dressed in black looking up at you, i was flat on my back a smile greeting but cold eyes behind your face and i got up and relised that i wasn't the only one who was down? how sick are you now? march two thousand and two |
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