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She's star crossed.
Last night she met the highest level of.. teen.
To where she grabbed her kitchen knife,
And made herself bleed.
Last night she met the highest level of.. teen.
To where she grabbed her kitchen knife,
And made herself bleed.
Published 20th Aug 2014
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20th Aug 2014 5:43am
love this, it is short and to the point, yet very good. maybe check out some of my poems i thon you would like them
