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Apr 2016
I got blood on your flannel,
It's seeping through my pants
And it's on my phone screen
I hope I stop bleeding soon
Before people can see it.
I don't want them to know
What I've been doing in the bathroom stall here at school.
I don't want you to know either.
I'm sorry
Can't Believe It's Not Butter
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Can't Believe It's Not Butter  California
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     Pastell dichter
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