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Jan 2015
Im So cold my soul it grows old blackness in my eyes can't see past the lies I want to be heard but its hard with no voice this life and how I live is my choice you can't tell me what's right  and what's wrong  I've been singing this for far to long
I really don't know what I'm trying to write I'm in a haze from being sick I dont even know what to name it
Cameron is real
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Cameron is real
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       Aazzy, ---, Ceida Uilyc, Sam Haidan, Pink Hat and 4 others
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