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17h
Screaming through out the room
Everyone stands
Punches land with a boom
****** noses and hands
No one moves to help
They film the carnage
blood flows from one girls scalp
Screaming like a dying baby partridge
No one cares these days
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Mouldy Strawberries  under the sky
(under the sky)   
42
   Emmy
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