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Dec 2009
Scared.
For Knowing What Might Happen To Me Next
Lonely.
Cause No One Wants To Care Or love Me With Respect
Scared And Lonely.
No One Is Worth To Help Me With My past Of Scary Demons..
I Am Nothing More Than I Can Ever Say..
Written by
Alexandria
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