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von Piebald

i begin to speak but leave a sentence unfinished.
you drop down my throat sour taste is left in my mouth.
taste in my mouth. deflate.
silence is my self defense you′ve hurt this little boy.
i smell like smoke coz i got burnt,
not cause it was in the car when you lit your cigarette.
maybe you're right i guess you′re right.
you were always right you are always right.