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Apr 2014
SHES DEAD SHES DEAD
I COULD'VE HELPED
BUT I LAYED HERE INSTEAD
UNABLE TO MOVE
TRAPPED IN MY BED
THE WORLD IS TO MUCH
TEARING ME TO SHREDS
SEEMS NOTHING BUT DARKNESS
LAYS UP AHEAD
PRETTY WHITE SHEETS
NOW COVERED IN RED
ITS TO LATE NOW  
SHES DEAD SHES DEAD
Leah McGuire
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Leah McGuire
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