GIVE ME YOUR SONGS

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Got a knack to see.
In it slips.
Value in time has so been lost.
End the pain, turn it off.
Met with fire and hate.
Enjoy no love, feel the strain.
Young life is met.
Open your mind to the dark.
Under it is the start of the new.
Reap what you have sowed.
Sell your empty half.
Others have seen your truth.
Now is the last of your breath.
Go and run to the depths.
Sign your life away. It's over.

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