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a lack of things to about
i called you
i must called you a hundred times
the sea of is a ringing in my
ear as my lips conceal
i could never tell, god
i die these little deaths
not again, as the eat
away the of my stomach
is just a bit to familiar
this lie,
this one fraudulent
and you won't anyway
cause i if you ever die
i would
a lack of things to about
or i'd lie