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Apr 2016
And as she lay there dying
With her hair around her face
She seemed to quickly realize
Hell was more than just a place

And as her body convulsed
And her lungs seemed to contract
She knew that she deserved it
For her cruel and devilish act

You can't get by as someone
Without some of you being there
But you cannot make it in this world
If all you do is care
Ann Nicole
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Ann Nicole
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