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Dec 2013
She called herself the Wolf.
She called herself the Phoenix.

The Wolf hunts.
The Phoenix lives.

Decide, bruja.
Do you **** or do you live.

Cause you've ended a lot of lives.
One too close for comfort.
I can barely remember the color of her eyes. Or the sound of her voice. But I remember when she broke my pinky. *******.
Marshall CB Hiatt
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Marshall CB Hiatt  21/M/Salt Lake City
(21/M/Salt Lake City)   
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