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Oct 2014
The time will come of purest heart breaking in two, But alas will come your impending doom, The chimes of screams will be heard. Upon a bed of lieing earth. Forever forsaken will you ever be with chains of this wretched destiny. Call upon the skies on high. Pray to see another rise. For where thy lack a brain or two, Gods and Devils still come with you.

Written By: Taylor Nichole Hewitt
Taylor Nichole Hewitt
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Taylor Nichole Hewitt  Florida
(Florida)   
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     Lori Jones McCaffery, --- and SPT
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