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If there's a God at Heaven's Door. Do you think He wants me anymore? It's all left up to circumstances. A whole life filled with second chances. Pounded in like nails into my floor. Everybody hates. And everybody dies. Begin to seperate a world that's full of lies. Seperate Yourself. To Seperate Itself. Surely there's a better place for me. A place
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#2: I'm expecting many pictures sent to me from prom, so many, that i feel like I was there. (remember, you owe me)
#3: Don't be lonely, that makes me sad.
#4: come keep me warm.
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