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End of the hall, last door on the right Lies a sick child thats put up a fight Her body sits broken and bruised as can be While wars rage on inside her, we see She still holds home base, with help from a few Those protecting her heart, keeping her mind like new So pesky invader, it's time you beware And leave this strong body with each breath of air
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Jun 27, 2011
Jun 27, 2011 at 9:19 PM UTC
The Kitchen Duchess, Banished to the Dungeon
End of the hall, last door on the right Lies a sick child thats put up a fight Her body sits broken and bruised as can be While wars rage on inside her, we see She still holds home base, with help from a few Those protecting her heart, keeping her mind like new So pesky invader, it's time you beware And leave this strong body with each breath of air
lucey-snyder
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Jun 27, 2011
Jun 27, 2011 at 9:19 PM UTC
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