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Oct 2015
I am in a place where I used to be free
But now each day tears me apart mockingly

My loved ones are crying
My loved ones are dying

The pain chips at me, it is pain so it must
It proves that life only turns dust back to dust

I need your love now more than I ever did
But you wouldn't know, you have no more to give
Written in a place where I should be happy
Lauren Whitmire
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Lauren Whitmire
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   ---, Mike Essig and LycanTheThrope
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