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let it be said, it’s all been said

If you say it twice you’re lying,
but that don’t mean shit to a whore
when the gonorrhea’s set in,
and love is a toothless corpse,

left to wither in messianic secrets.
Consequences are dreams,
for those who have none.
It’s all been said no matter what the cost.
Dreams have consequences,
Let it be said no matter what the cost.

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