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Nov 2016
Satan himself is an angel compared to you.

No one could save her, she was already gone.

She had died inside a long time before.

She was so good at faking, she fooled herself into believing she was happy.

They tried to save the body, not the girl

All the alcohol in the world couldn't numb the pain I feel tonight.

It's not your fault for leaving, it's my fault for trusting you to stay.

Don't call me your angel when you almost made me one.

And nobody could foresee the you, you turned out to be..
Hailey Paige
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Hailey Paige  Minnesota
(Minnesota)   
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