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Apr 2017
The girl who cried wolf
Its her favourite game
She begged them for freedom
But she wanted to stay
In a world she created
One bound by self harm
And her demands had coaxed her
With silky smooth charm
So she laughed in their face
threw her meds down the drain

The girl who cried wolf
Is how she'll be remembered
I Worte a variation of this a while ago but lost it when I got a new phone. I'll always remember this.
KC
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KC  Toronto
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