My Blood Feels Like Fire
The kids pick on me, tease me and use me,
I use politeness and say excuse me,
But they just laugh and stare,
So I give them a glare,
I flip my blade and lacerate their knee.
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Audrea
I am a graduate from Cyprus High School living in Utah but I am from Illinois, I have had many schools and moved/move around a lot, and I am a jack of all trades master of some.
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