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Feb 2015
I was a voice,
to fuel the fire behind whatever attention you were seeking.
You didn't see me,
you just listened in hopes of healing your love torn heart.
I'm no ones medicine,
nor kryptonite,
so why do you look at me so?
Katie Ann
Written by
Katie Ann  Hamilton
(Hamilton)   
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