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Feb 2013
How does it feel to be like you?
Constantly lying and deceiving;
your lips can never quit moving.
You spit out these stories,
hoping everyone will believe you.
You're desperate for attention,
but nobody's listening.
So fake your tears one more time.
Three strikes and you're out.
There's no wolf sitting on the hill.
Ashleigh Kelco
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Ashleigh Kelco
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   ---, Pure LOVE, Timothy and Emily Tyler
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