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Nov 2014
Broken facees
lossing races
trying to get to the finish line but she never makes it
bloddy nails
ripped out hair
trying to find whats never there
children crying
mothers dieing
father hurting and fathers are lying
pain has its way of finding its way out
sometimes on your arm, somethimes from your mouth
hurting yourself and others around
until the day you decided to drown
JustChloe
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       ---, MysteryBear, Riot and Erenn
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