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Friday, 28 September 2012
06:21:35 PM (GMT)
And this one here, 
she's such a crying little thing,
always pulling her hair
and screaming about angel wings.
She's such a hiding little thing,
always lost in her mind,
entranced in a dark day dream
most of the time. 
She claims to see things that no one can see,
she says there are things here, 
that really shouldn't be,
but we've known all along 
that the ones who seem strong 
just pass away, turn to dust,
because there's no one you can trust
when your tears blur the days, and each day is so long.
Last edited: 28 September 2012

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