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Aug 2013
Serpents, cradling, crawling
Happiness?
Inject it straight into my heartbeats.

No one is going to take my soul away,
God forbids I waste away
But I'm sitting here singing

What do I truly want?
My innocence lost
******, ******, ******

"If I get a little prettier, can I be your baby?"
They want to take my soul away

What a ****** up holiday.

Caress me,
Entwining my total beauty
Embracing my stupidity

The girl who grew up too fast.
Unkempt hair and a messy soul
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Unkempt hair and a messy soul  Singapore
(Singapore)   
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   Sagar Sachdeva
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