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Two-sided Deal

Pain rushes through me
as I look at the beams on the ceiling
and picture myself hanging from them, dead
what a sinister, wonderful feeling
But I've made promises
Promises that should be kept
It's a two sided deal,
So neither gets left
Without someone to hold on to
For friendship, a reason for living
Because if one leaves
they'd meet up in hell
forever unforgiving
Written by LostInTheCrowd
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