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Words, they swirl around my head,
Words, I've come to love, not dread,
Words,they are my friends,
Words, they don't pretend,
But words betray me when you're near,
Your words fill me with irational tears,
Though lies are the basterd offspring of words,
Words, I love them, they're my cure.
Words, I've come to love, not dread,
Words,they are my friends,
Words, they don't pretend,
But words betray me when you're near,
Your words fill me with irational tears,
Though lies are the basterd offspring of words,
Words, I love them, they're my cure.
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