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Apr 2015
It is in these dark nights
That I look behind me
And see the carnage i have wrought
And the people I have laid to waste
I am a falsehood, an accidental lie
I proffess love and compassion
And display a heartlessness
Without thought of consequence
I mean not to hurt or harm
Those who make me smile
But I cannot stop, it so seems
I am a tornado
A hurricane
I will tear down your cities
I will flood your lungs
And I will be sorry for it;
Do not forgive, do not forgive
Realising that I am kind of a ****** person and I am so sorry
Georgia Marginson-Swart
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Georgia Marginson-Swart  22/F/London
(22/F/London)   
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