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Pieces Forever

Pop pills, take God's name in vane,
Id do anything to get rid of the pain,
when its gone, I hope my soul will remain,
inside. I got drunk beyond recognition,
and ended up sleeping on the kitchen floor,
He doesn't know that he tore,
my heart,
apart,
looking like a mosaic type of art,
I tried to put it back together,
but it will be in pieces forever.





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