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So [W A T C H] My Chest Heave As This Last Breath Leaves Me
I Am [T R Y I N G] To Be What You're Dying To See
I Feel Like [********] Man, Can't Take This Anymore
This [H E A R T], Break This."
This Is Life That's So Thankless; How Could He Just Forsake Us?
Racist He Makes Us; Hate Us He Gave Us
Nothing But No Trust And I Am So [******** Up
So Let This Gun [B I N D U S]; Lets Hide By This [L U S T]
And Once We Are Just [D U S T], He'll Know That He Loved Us

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Christina smiled lightly and mover her binder to sit beside her, "It's nice to meet you too, Adam." she sat up straight, her back slightly arched. She never liked leaning against whatever she was sitting on; it irritated her. She shrugged her shoulders, "Ah, well I usually go deeper back there," she pointed to the trees farther back in the park, "but something told me to sit here today." she looked to him and smiled some, "I moved here about a year ago from Finland. I haven't been around much but it's still a nice place here." she smiled, just realizing that he could understand her heavy accent. She put her hands on either side of her and she kicked her legs lightly, her eyes still on him, "Have you lived here your whole life?"
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