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Aug 2014
They'll find out what makes you tick
How to break you down
How to make you sick
You'll choke on your words
You're dead inside
You know why you're here
There's nothing to hide
You'll bleed it out
You'll die alone
They'll hear you scream
'There's no place like home'
They'll rip oyt your heart
They'll slit your wrists
You know somewhere over the rainbow
Doesn't exist
written in high school
2/9/09
Megan Ann
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Megan Ann  Indiana
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