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All my life I've been a messI have made your life a living stress All these worries that you do not needBelieve me I can never succeed My god I need to be quiet Your mind is having an epic riot I should care how you feel My lips are thirsty for yours how I wish to feel I should move to the east.You're the beauty and I'm the beast. I always end up breaking your heartI should give you a fresh start But us men are something elsesomething I cant live with or without
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What is the sum of 5 and 11:
It's your turn! Move into the poem. Renovate it. Knock down its walls. Put your spin on it. Make it your own.