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Rock a by baby, on the treetop, when the wind blows, the cradle will rock, No one can escape the cradle of death; it leaves behind a life..

Scared little girl, yes, I know the world's a scary place, but please don't make such a sad face Been abandoned at such a young age,..

this is well me

plain and simple i wish i were dead

this is about my mom and dad

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