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Jan 2017
We're all born with purity in our hearts, one day it'll all fall apart
Lies written across their faces, doing it on a day to day basis
The rare ones cherised, too scared that they'll perish
Their thoughts trapped inside, they're out of their minds
Without a care in the world, we're used to being told
You're all alone, there's nobody to hold
If only they could trade places
but they can't fill eachothers spaces
Waiting for the day to come
when there will be no one
Written by
Lacey
208
   Doug Potter
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