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May 2014
The kids who have pencil sharpeners that can no longer sharpen
who use lighters but dont smoke
Who wear makeup on their arms instead of their face
who's eyes are red from crying, not getting high
Heres to the kids who are broken
Not because they deserve it
But because life is a gamble
A game
And they lost
Alana Lyles
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Alana Lyles  Atlanta
(Atlanta)   
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