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PIT STOP

Whatever must be sacrificed
In order to obtain peace
I'd give it up as a vice
For a life with a new lease

I've ceased pleading my case
So often I'm misunderstood
No point in running a race
When the outcome's never good

Under the hood, there's no engine
The pistons are no longer firing
Grabbing a grenade without a pin
Something will soon be expiring

Wasn't desiring its demise
Yet, it's practically inevitable
My head will remain up high
As I refuse to feel miserable
Written by da_poetic-edifier (Damon)
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