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Feb 2016
T is for Temper.
Broken hearts,
Broken fingers,
Broken minds.
Broken ribs and broken
Noses and broken *******
People in every place I look.
Stop hurting him.
Lottie
Written by
Lottie  Limbo
(Limbo)   
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     ---, Lottie and Glass
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