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Nov 2010
There once was a girl who was utterly mad
She was tired of living and was always sad
So she stabbed herself with a knife
So that she could end her life
And now she doesn't feel so bad
thought about this as i was driving home today.
Jessie
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Jessie  a burning bridge
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   Paul J Pacheco and Sawr
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