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Jun 2013
if only it was as easy as
putting a band-aid on
and kissing it

when you were young
and you scraped your knee
off you went, crying to your mother

where she would sit you down
get a band-aid, slap it on
and kiss the top

it made everything better
you again ran off
to get more scrapes and bumps

because the band-aid was
an easy fix, it stopped the pain
in an instant

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maybella snow
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maybella snow  where i don't want to be
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   Jeremy Betts
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