howcouldyou

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A smile is illicit in this city Where policemen hang their hats On the beaten bodies of little boys And bribes And just not giving a shit about whoever Whatever It's not their problem
How could you how could you love me  and then leave me how could you tell me we were forever and then cut me off like a sensless piece of string hanging off of your beautiful body
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