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Aug 2015
I'm the slice of glass
wedged in your throat
cutting, tearing apart
at your voice, your soul

I'm the gun
aimed at your heart
ready to shoot down
your hopes, your dreams
in a split second

I'm the handcuffs
chaining your hands together
you're under my control
even though I want to let you go

I'm the girl
you used to love dearly
before I disappointed you and hurt you badly
I caused you so much pain- I didn't mean to
but now it's time for me to go.
Dess Ander
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Dess Ander  Somewhere in Neverland
(Somewhere in Neverland)   
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