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By Jack Joseph Smith
One More Truth
It didn't mean a damn when we said it
All that space out there for two to do
There is no last dance and temptation,
will never reach an end
Don*t go down om those who mistake you.
All souls see the same whem their done
Do you fall in the weeds and fire a rifle ,
As you have bent on a wooden floor vesime ( ThE phrdens
ot, a brass bed asking for forgiveness
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Lord hage us make a table,
that will not be broken by a fists
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Don?t ever let your bsaim go away:
From the first time,
something was true