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Apr 2017
Grip my wrists let the blood slip
See the world let my view rip
Why you want to see me cry
Why you want to see and feel me die
I need some distinction to get by
Love me like I'm nothing
Hold me like I'm sin
Tear me like I'm shameless
Birth me til I win
Conformity *****
Kate Rebecca Hopwood
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Kate Rebecca Hopwood  38/F/Liverpool
(38/F/Liverpool)   
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