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Feb 2018
I don't need a hero
Someone to swoop in at the last minute

I don't need a human savior
You don't know what you're doing

You think you're so high and mighty
Angelic goodness wrapped in flesh

You're so blinded by your haughtiness
You can't see that you're living death

You only know how to use
To take until there's nothing left

Too bad I know your tricks
It won't be me that's left for dead

I can take care of myself
I know how to write out the pain

I love the friends I've made
Something you'll never obtain
for MA
KJ
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KJ  22/F
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