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Feb 2016
You deserve to be worshipped
No, you should be slain
Your memory will live on
Your memory shall be the root of all evil
I wish I could call you my hero
*But I could barely call you my dad
Life is confusing.
Annie McLaughlin
Written by
Annie McLaughlin  18/F/Arkansas
(18/F/Arkansas)   
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