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 Nana always told me dress for the occasion Now we dress like princesses to go kill kings  We smile and lace up our corsets  Laugh and sharpen our blades 
 Nana always told me dress for the occasion Now we dress like princesses to go kill kings  We smile and lace up our corsets  Laugh and sharpen our blades 
The girl with the scars Loves to pluck stars when it's dark Though She leaves no mark
Dear Gina i miss you and i wish we were in school so i can hold you in my arms and hug you but we can´t right now but we can still right to each other and talk when we get to school but until then we are just going to talking  on the phone until t
Dear Gina i miss you and i wish we were in school so i can hold you in my arms and hug you but we can´t right now but we can still right to each other and talk when we get to school but until then we are just going to talking  on the phone until t
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