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Hang Man

We all have our secrets, and my darkest haven't been told
These things grow with me, and will settle when I'm old
Hang with me in this closet as I so eagerly clean it out 
Dig me my grave and put me in the ground 
 
Who in the hell is my enemy if you are my friend 
Because you are my rope now that I'm dead with my friends 
A broken neck to match a restless child 
Tame me for my sins have grown wild 
 
Let's play hangman, pick a letter 
Teach me the way of love, oh dear professor 
hang with me and be my friend 
Hang with me and repent again
Written by UnleashedHeathen
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