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hello yes id like to confess there are a few things I like to get off my chest you see I'm not unique a godly pet at its peak I need an ounce at least every week if not, your future and mine is bleak i did my best to give love a chance and now I see that it only leaves blood on my hands &guess what. how do I cope? all I can do is sit around and smoke preach free love like my dad is the pope Acting like i didn't lift you up by the throat now here I am and I want to do better you change lanes now ,& you chasing the cheddar makes sense how I am under the weather and I may sound stupid but i wanna be together