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The street was paved last week. The street on which my house dwells was paved last week. The street on which the majority of my childhood took place was paved last week, And I will never again see The spraypaint
It was all predetermined By the actions I made from the start Doing things I had no bussiness doing And now it's come to haunt me Slowly ruining my life And the realization sinks in
It's true to say, Every girl has flaws, And it's true that its displayed Every guy has been clawed. But ones for sure, For me it's a personal tour.   I can say that I've loved
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