Sliver

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Sliver oh sliver why must you exist

 you make me shiver in my bones

why must it be like this

 

it hurts my eyes and it breaks my heart

I don’t want it by the cart

In my house anything about it I want no part

 

So keep it away never give it to me

Because ill make you bleed

 

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