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What has changed is widely ranged, And I have become aware,As the sun sets on many regrets, I can no longer pay this fare.My shape and stance, my shif..
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Make me your makeshift maybe,
Put me up on your shelf,
Stitch my hands, my heart, my mouth,
So I wont bleed out my self.
Make me..
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I wrote this awhile ago. I've never posted something of mine for open review before, so this new for me. What are your thoughts?
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