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Gospel
If I leave now;
I might get out.
Out of sight
Out of mind
Broken and discarded.
Fueled by being broken hearted
Just throw me away
There's nothing left.
Hanging from above
One last love (Out of sight, trust me)
Soon it will be gone. (Out of mind, hear me)
She broke me and now I'm done...
Fuck it!
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