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Sep 2014
my eyes are not windows
they’re warning signs
you don’t see how everyday i hide
but i choose to
tell you
to watch out

I've been beat down
torn up
broken
I've had enough
don't worry
i'm still putting myself together
i won't stop till i have
all the pieces
Riot
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Riot  Pennsylvania
(Pennsylvania)   
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