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Sep 2013
The contradictions, the productions
He thinks he's slick, it makes me sick
She's so lost she's found, her feet barely touching ground
He holds her strings, pulls them tight as they start to sting
He controls, the power he beholds
In her eyes I see, A pain deep inside she cant let be
her family together is all she wants, but every minute her thoughts haunt
She puts a smile on everyday, The truth is nothing she will ever say
Amanda Starr
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Amanda Starr  Maine US
(Maine US)   
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