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Nov 2019
Living as a puppet.
Why do they love it?
Why can’t I make them burn?
This is nothing but absurd.
I’d chain you to a board and burn your skin, rip apart your flesh till you’re bleeding from within.
Petty ******* sins, fueled by lies.
Corruption led in your stolen disguise.
You people are demented and at the very best ill.
I will never be happy until your body is in pieces and I make sure you’re all killed.
Jade Lima
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Jade Lima  Newmarket, Ontario
(Newmarket, Ontario)   
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