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Jan 2015
Hey little fighter please drop your handy lighter now give me your razors and lift up your sleeves
Your scars will stay, but your buries will soon fade away
Now eat baby your mean something to me, so take it in, take it in and breathe
Know things will get better because angel even in this gloomy weather it can’t rain forever
maybe one more day
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