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Mar 2016
ill be the razor if you be the wrist
you always cut me down
time for alittle switch
ill be the needle if you be the vein
ill be the one to bury your remains
ill be the braker if you'll be the heart
i refuse to let you continue ripping me apart.
i wanna make you feel the way i did when u left.
i wanna make you scream my name at the top of your lungs begging me to let you live.
when u left me i was slowly dying,
now i only want is to hurt you.
i don't wanna see you smile i wanna see you cry.
you know i hope you die.
Destiny Fertig
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Destiny Fertig  New Jersey
(New Jersey)   
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   --- and Sadikshya Tripathi
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