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The Past


A kid with a past to be told A kid with a past so cold The kid gets up with a jolt and turns away from the stage in a rage hoping one day to turn the page but these demons follow him swallow him Conquer him Holding his words he runs Backtracks looking at his past it's an enormous ass but This kid had the power of adaptability secretive, not at all talented A past he had to hide he kept hidden Living a life of deception and lies This kid knows not himself shit this kid could be an idiot shit he might not be human shit... This kid was... me
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