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Dec 2012
Twinkle, twinkle, little *****,
Tell me why you're such a snitch.

Down below us all so low,
Down as far as you can go.

Why don't you run and get your knife,
Just take that leap and end your life.
I had a dream and the world was singing this to me. Lovely, isn't it?
Natalie B
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Natalie B
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