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Dec 2019
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All I hear from your room is screaming
I hear sounds
The sound of a hand landing on your face
You act like everything's fine
When in reality your dying inside
Written by
Heather  17/F/Id
(17/F/Id)   
105
   --- and Orion Lesneski
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