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Jul 2013
i just wanna find a place to hide
from the demon's hate that haunts inside
i run for miles and want to die
escape! escape! out loud i cry
the farther i go the less you know why
the faster i run
                          its quickness to subside
just feel like writing tonight
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   Rachel Ueda, --- and Nicole
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