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Sad and alone she sits by the phone who would have known that the one at school who played the fool was always a tool used by fakes to fix the mistakes that everyone makes but in the end there are no friends no one to lend a helping hand to save her and take off the band of doubt that she could never be perfect and free
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Jul 9, 2014
Jul 9, 2014 at 3:19 PM UTC
Sad and Alone
Sad and alone she sits by the phone who would have known that the one at school who played the fool was always a tool used by fakes to fix the mistakes that everyone makes but in the end there are no friends no one to lend a helping hand to save her and take off the band of doubt that she could never be perfect and free
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Jul 9, 2014
Jul 9, 2014 at 3:19 PM UTC
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