July 6, 2015
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Scereaming, yelling, and door slamming. 

Things were going so smoothly, I didn't know you were capable of cruelty.

Your fingertips tingle and burn my face.

Well I learned to not stay in this place.

You told people I fell, you didn't feel like hell?

I swore I wouldn't tell.

I didn't know what your mood would be everyday, but I still listened to every word you say.

Now I stray out on the streets where the moon and shadows meet.

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