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Apr 2015
I'm small petite part of the elite you should act discreet when we first meet.
Don't cross my path when I'm coming through on my fast wrath it will be the last thing you do, making it the past.
Can you tell I'm in a mood? Got me wondering "why you gotta be so rude?" ***** you go get some glue I'm about to break a piece off and leave you to drool
Why you steppin away?
Let's settle this today.
Look at you all in dismay.
Come on let's play!
Sick of the fake world, I'm just a girl who really wants to do her own thing.
It's a shame society is to blame always lighting the flame starting another game.
All I can do now is hide in my brain and shut down like an old windowpane.
amber girl
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