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I Buck
So you can take my money
I know you need you
But my worlds are colliding
I need money
Skateboard on money
I got hurt
I got your face in my mind
I walked away from this pain
Only to walk away right back!
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Poem
Don’t do it
Don’t do it
Don’t you fight me
I was here
I was here in the grave
My death
My enemy
I was here
I was walking to the room
To end my own life
Then he saved me
Jesus!