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Jan 2014
IMPURE!
the disgust that runs in me
the scars he left within will never quell
they just get infected and starts to swell
he was never fully punished for his sins
so I am forced to punish myself within
for the impure blood of a molester
that flows through my veins
Impure…

IMPURE!
what he did I will never forgive
something so terrible that i don't want to live
for the blood of a molester poisons my heart
to cut myself and let blood leave my body
leave my soul.....so much disgust
Impure...

IMPURE!
NitaAnn
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NitaAnn  Land of Nightmares
(Land of Nightmares)   
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   --- and Raegan Ballard
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