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Royalty

Remember the day we robbed that bank,
Or the time we stole money from the rich,
You kept it all for me hidden in a room.
And we kept all the bodies in a ditch.
Love and money has never been so pure,
To this day the rich are driven by wealth,
You know like medicine, to the rich, money is the cure.

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Angel

Well written angel

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