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Snip         s           n              i                p Falling gently to the floor Resembling Remembering What I had What I lost Taking the scissors Looking up at the misters Glancing at my sisters What have I done? I've but my life on display You see this hair? This is only fair This is mine So quit acting as though it were thine Lets see who's in control now Inch after inch Flinch after flinch Wave after wave I gave and I gave Well, here's my way To say Let my live my life My way You want to control me No, let me be I need to be free I need your love Set free the dove Surrender it Don't throw a fit Don't be mad That's just sad Be proud Just don't be too loud I see the look on your face Look ahead in this race I take a bow Look at me; see me now - Jay M May 13th, 2019
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May 13, 2019
May 13, 2019 at 3:08 PM UTC
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Snip         s           n              i                p Falling gently to the floor Resembling Remembering What I had What I lost Taking the scissors Looking up at the misters Glancing at my sisters What have I done? I've but my life on display You see this hair? This is only fair This is mine So quit acting as though it were thine Lets see who's in control now Inch after inch Flinch after flinch Wave after wave I gave and I gave Well, here's my way To say Let my live my life My way You want to control me No, let me be I need to be free I need your love Set free the dove Surrender it Don't throw a fit Don't be mad That's just sad Be proud Just don't be too loud I see the look on your face Look ahead in this race I take a bow Look at me; see me now - Jay M May 13th, 2019
Well, I cut my hair. I'm rebelling. My mom and stepdad want to control my entire life and how I live it. If I want to be happy by doing the things I love, then let me. Let me have those good memories.
#snip#rebel#free
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20/GF/the void
May 13, 2019
May 13, 2019 at 3:08 PM UTC
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