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2fast4luv

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Lost on the path,
I still run at you,
Stronger resolve,
Doesn’t persue
I feel it comin
It’s comin true
My skin is numb,
And my color is blue.

Don’t look at me
I stain the white
Like a smiling frown
A devils delight

Feasting on hate
Never full
Don’t tell me wait
Say nothing at all

Look under me
See my shallow roots
A cold days heat
Steal toe boots

Circle my words
That never get out
Never been heard
Whispers and shouts

Slippery base
No crutch here
Darkens the race
Deepens the fear

Don’t look at me
I stain the white
A smiling frown
A devils delight
 
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