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May 2015
I will slam every door
Break every window
I keep my own score
I track every shadow

I sing my ballad in a loud voice
Hear me now all of you who gave me my lashes
I have made up my mind; I know my choice
I am a masterpiece made from ashes

Shame and rejection go to Hell
Fear and anxiety make your home in Hades
You no longer suit me well
My future is definite, no longer a haze of maybes
Emily Rose Bunch
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Emily Rose Bunch
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   Camron Elliott and Kiamm
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