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Mar 2013
Secrets seeping through my lips
Ill try to sew them shut.
Your hands are running down my legs
Ill try to keep them shut.

I'd give you my tortured heart
Place it in your hands to hold.
You always thought I was beautiful
You always held me,
Always yours to hold.
Mandy Kate Fahey
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Mandy Kate Fahey  Ontario
(Ontario)   
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