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Selfish


Cry tonight,
Alone and absorbed,
In a circle,
The man with the hat awakes
And tells us not to worry,
Says to do what we please,
And use the drug to slip from the mind,
The drug of selfishness,
For I am only here for me.
Written by Redaccent (Silvereagle97)
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