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words, words, "worthless ***** cuts on her wrist and blood on the floor nobody knew how she made herself bleed, nobody knew how she wanted to conceed she covered her scars all too well, so they continued making her life hell she cried and cried and cried all their hurtful words are the reason that pretty girl died
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Sep 22, 2014
Sep 22, 2014 at 9:00 AM UTC
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words, words, "worthless ***** cuts on her wrist and blood on the floor nobody knew how she made herself bleed, nobody knew how she wanted to conceed she covered her scars all too well, so they continued making her life hell she cried and cried and cried all their hurtful words are the reason that pretty girl died
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grace-marie
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Sep 22, 2014
Sep 22, 2014 at 9:00 AM UTC
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