Bit brown blues.

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Every day I slide just down the lane, I kiss Ur life goodbye, I try to never lie. Every day I slide and die tonight, like paper toy on rail, the highway train screams but keep me alive. Every day I try to and kiss the truth, the remaining sing says live but not love will cover U, so it's rotten disguise thats stays in front of you, it never feels on love, on lovely roots. Every day please take away..

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