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Jan 2013
I’ll go out with a bang
Not one thing on the brain
Blood all over the floor
You run out that open door
I told you I couldn’t take it anymore
But you didn’t listen to one word
But I know you heard, heard every word
~Angel~
Angel Hoffer
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Angel Hoffer  South Dakota
(South Dakota)   
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