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Jul 2014
Sad and alone
she sits by the phone
who would have known
that the one at school
who played the fool
was always a tool
used by fakes
to fix the mistakes
that everyone makes
but in the end
there are no friends
no one to lend
a helping hand
to save her and
take off the band
of doubt that she
could never be
perfect and free
Written by
MJ and Nikki
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