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Aug 2014
Use the red paint
That you made
By wrenching your heart
Till you were sure
It wasn't able to break
Use it to smear a smile
On your face  
Scream to the world
That you were triumphant
But the sky's too vast
The night's too black
The world doesn't listen
Because all time does is pass
So we silently scream
Scream
Scream
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Crysanthemum  Massachusetts
(Massachusetts)   
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