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Jan 2013
It's so hard to escape when you wear your past within your skin
I hate that you stole my innocence
I hate that you stole my youth
You put gold in my hands expecting that to pay
Then never gave a second thought to taking the rest of my life away
No matter how hard I workΒ Β I can't seem to wash you from my hands
Take me out of my mind
Or just get out of my head
You always come back to haunt me
Ghost of my past
Elise
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Elise  Maine -
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