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Reapers Words Of Comfort
sleep little child dont worry about your fears i promise to wipe all your tears. shut your eyes child let your mind sway trust me when i say the pain will soon all go away.Forget them good child we both know what they would say the things that they did were never okay.Listen sweet child for i no your heart is torn so i will take you away lik u were never even BORN
poem
by
Kharon March
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