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a test that all will fail

By , fayetteville, GA
chills
on the surface of my skin

chills
give a hint of my feelings with in

scared
of living life

scared
of being without the knife

numb
I just sit here and stare

numb
I just don’t care

done
just gunna walk away

done
test me and try to stay

sick
of feeling left out

sick
you don’t know what I’m about

mad
anger rises

mad
just my sizes

control
it’s all I want

control
your like a ghost that haunts

fear
you wont go away

fear if you wont, I’ll just run away

test me b****
try to stay





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