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Bad Things

There’s a lot of bad things in this world
And it’s easy to lose sight of who we once were
There’s a cancerous disease eating every part of me
But nobody knows because if I don’t tell them
Then it’s like I’m not diagnosed
There’s a pounding then a door kick
And there’s a gun pointed at her
They only want her money
But how they left her was much worse
They don’t think about the agony
Of living every day in constant fear
From the anxiety attacks their bullets can cause
There’s a lot of bad things in this world
But darling you aren’t one of them

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