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Oct 2013
I once heard of a girl with a lack of muse,
a broken heart,
a razor,
and a noose.
Is it true that pain can make someone change?
The silence is terrifying.
It screams reality.
Eventually that girl got back on her feet.
Found a refuge in the lyrics,
an escape in the beat.
That little girl grew up.
Knew she had to change.
She threw away the razor.
Even changed her ******* name.
She climbed her way to Sydney Rain.
She wont let go of all the pain.
To keep a reminder of awful days.
To build her up to a better place.
She may still have her flaws,
hell, call them her dysfunctions.
But she built a kingdom all her own,
one she wont let crumble.
Sydney Rain
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Sydney Rain  Michigan
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   lil silver and Erin-Taylor
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