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Oct 2014
Take what you need
I don't care if I'll bleed.
You're just a kid ,
To naive to understand
They gave you one finger but you want the entire hand.
Building castles in the sand .
But tell me ,
What's the point sitting on broken chairs when the foundations are cracked ?
I'm no lark
No dove
I have no luck in love
And no soulmate
It's all worthless
Sitting waiting on broken chairs
When you should fight for yourself
**** it ,
I don't need help.
miriam
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   Harley Hucof
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