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Dec 2014
Who do you call when the police can't protect you?
What can they do if they're only here to arrest you?
Where do you go if your life is in peril and there is nothing but danger to posses you?

I know of where NOT to be
And I know of who NOT to see
Because the only people that should be helping are nothing but a danger to me

So I guess the only answer the people will say
Is to not live your life and behave
And though it is not my fault for my death, they tell me I should have stayed away

It was not in my hands to die
It was not my fault for I tried
Not to end my life even though they wouldn't stop hurting me despite my cries

After all we created and destroyed
Our product is nothing but a void
One of despair, distrust, and nothing else but the functionality of a broken toy
sabrine
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sabrine  Dallas
(Dallas)   
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