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Peices of A Madman

I lost my marbles bad
If I can just smoke another Marlboro pack
They say I'm weird, I say I think to much
And I just threw up, I want to get out of this state of mind
Hateful times, I'm grateful I can just rhyme
I know you disagree and want to be enemies
And not friends, but often I
Look towards the sky, ask god the questions of a million whys
Never got a reply
Life moves on? Somehow I never forget
Written by MagicianType0 (Enjoi)
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