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May 2013
Broken, you don't even know what broken means.
The past I've suffered goes beyoned all your dreams.
When I close my eyes,
I block out all the lies.
when I see the past,
I pray to god that it won't last.
I know my blood stains, like a flood.
And I'll throw your *** through the glass.
Even your mom knows who I am.
Got me sayin I am who I am.
Written by
Prather Gail DuBois  planet earth
(planet earth)   
449
   Lucinda Hikari, --- and Mitch Prax
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