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In the heat of the moment, you want to break their heart                                                            ­                                                             Every word said is meant to break their heart                                                            ­                                                         Words are thrown like knives, aimed at their self-esteem                                                      ­                                                                A fight for who's right ,a dramatic scene                                                            ­                                                          Tempers  are boiling, about to reach its peak                                                             ­                                                           tears spill down hot flushed cheeks                                                           ­        A free for all to win ,if it hurts you lose                                                         take all that pain within and tighten the noose                                                  While all this goes down, your hatred's running free                                and  you forget that what goes around comes  back times three
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Sherri Woodman  63/F/pa
(63/F/pa)   
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     Dency and Archita Chakma
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