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Jul 2010
that jar, oh
it holds my soul
its LIKE I CANT HOLD MY HEAD
ITS BREAKING
LIKE THAT JAR THAT YOU HELD IN YOUR HAND
**** DUNK
JUST LEAVE ME ALONE
IM TIRED
THIS IS MINE!!!! DONT STEAL IT!!!
Written by
Karen Spencer
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