Killed

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(W)Reckless
Another college party, same faces, same games, Another night she wouldn’t remember, not what she said, not any names, Her red hair was shiny, and her lips were glossed,
Trapped Inside My Own Thoughts
I wonder if thou hath dots on thy face
Society Killed the Teenagers
 
Fear
My generation Only knows hate Because it's all we've seen.
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