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the troublemaker who knows no rules a soft warm heart under a pile of stone he is the stoner a free falling soul just trying to live out loud always lashed upon but never was punished he is the winner of the blame game all fingers point to him when trouble arises it must be him they say he had to do it just because he doesn't care a misunderstood teen fighting for his life innocent until proven guilty I say behind his back I stand watching it like a mother he is the web spinner spinning lies to hide the truth they hate him for this I say spin your lies in the end no one can stop him so why try easy for me to say he doesn't spin his lies on me the determined transformer wanting nothing but to prove he can rise above emotionally bound to show them they were wrong he is my brother.
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Oct 13, 2010
Oct 13, 2010 at 8:11 PM UTC
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the troublemaker who knows no rules a soft warm heart under a pile of stone he is the stoner a free falling soul just trying to live out loud always lashed upon but never was punished he is the winner of the blame game all fingers point to him when trouble arises it must be him they say he had to do it just because he doesn't care a misunderstood teen fighting for his life innocent until proven guilty I say behind his back I stand watching it like a mother he is the web spinner spinning lies to hide the truth they hate him for this I say spin your lies in the end no one can stop him so why try easy for me to say he doesn't spin his lies on me the determined transformer wanting nothing but to prove he can rise above emotionally bound to show them they were wrong he is my brother.
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31/F/American
Oct 13, 2010
Oct 13, 2010 at 8:11 PM UTC
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