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Mar 2016
Tiny serrated knife
Taking the stress from my life

You need no thanks for what you can do
You rip,tear and get me through

You help me cry without tears
You comfort me through all my fears

You are my best friend
Purpose pure,let's not pretend

You give me another option you know
As you move through me to and fro

Please don't ever go
In fact let's make the next one slow
Creepstar
Written by
Creepstar  Pig Town
(Pig Town)   
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     Lizzie R, --- and Lucinda Hikari
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