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Old cat calls and ethanol teeth the cat calls sex calls her the enemy is calling and she answers every time she hears me never, she listens always, anyways
one day in this dark lonely world a girl by the name of alice pilcher was born. She wasnt any other kind of ordinary girl. She had a special touch to her. By the age of 12 she lost her parents in a car accident.
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He gave it to me A disease that I will never be free He cursed me insensitive eyes with words that promised me everything will be alright He declared me then closed me  in this jail
We met,we talked,I smiled You laugh,we looked,we kissed we bond,we held,we looked I smiled,you laughed,we kissed. I change,I wonder,I ignored we talked,we bond,we held some more
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Her blood was filled with viruses, and nothing could be done. Passed without me even knowing how it came about. Left with sorrow and questioning if I'll make to the morrow Tender age made me naive,
Every day a star is born And the next one dies No surprise Rolls of film tucked behind these eyes Record the injustices, the shame, the sorrow Waking up to find out your tomorrow Was yesterday
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Harmless touch lingers
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I was young and eavesdropping, listening to them discuss my mother. That's when I heard it. I knew what it was and i knew i had heard it. It meant she was dying, it meant she was dirty. I screamed, I had to, my mother had AIDS.
Living in secret is just too hard My whole life has changed and now I’m scarred Feeling abandoned, alone, and afraid I’ll admit sleeping at night is impossible but I realize that my bed is made

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