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Aug 2015
I sent out an S.O.S
But you didn't answer
I needed you
Because I'm bent beyond repair
So I return to my old friend
Mr.Blade
What a familiar face
But your touch is cold
And it only brings red
Such pain is tolerable
It's only a small sting
Compared to the chaos inside
And from you?
Not even a call
Even when my tears fall
Carissa Lee
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Carissa Lee  21/F/Wouldn't you like to know
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