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Apr 2020
No sense in the hate.
No sense in this neverending game.
It's all lies, and it's parasitically insane.
What's the point in all of these cover ups?
There was never a reason, only their bluffs.
Isn't it clear that i've always had enough?
Of all you people's petty chaos, and my need to ******* erupt.
If this is life then you can count me out.
Because this petty belligerent tragedy, has more than worn me out.
So as you all keep the lies going with no regard to anyone at all,
I'll hope this ******* sequence crashes, burns and falls.
Jade Lima
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Jade Lima  Newmarket, Ontario
(Newmarket, Ontario)   
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