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Mar 2015
Say it. Dear god say it.
She's falling
Your words will be her net
Save her. Dear god save her
She's calling
Your lips she has met
She's gone. It doesn't matter.
Her demise is your wrists
Never mind her
Get in line dear
She was worth more than this
Lachrymose and Lies
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Lachrymose and Lies  In a tormented mind
(In a tormented mind)   
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     Olly, ---, Death-throws, --- and SPT
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