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Nov 2016
Get out of my house

You have your own
Right next door
You have your own walls to decorate and your own furniture to arrange

Get out of my house

You’re starting to freak me out
How you come inside like you live here and sort through my jewellery and clothes
I don’t remember inviting you in

Get out of my house

I can barely recognize my own rooms after you’ve been here
What have you done?
Why are you here?

Get out of my house

You ******
08 / 11 / 16

10% a protest against people trying to change who you are, 90% an American Horror Story: ****** House rant
Katie Murray
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