She

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She hates me

She loves me

She can't make up her mind

She kills me

She thrills me

She makes the sun shine

She's happy

She's angry

She's hiding inside

She's using

She's abusing

She's told to many lies

She fakes it

She makes it

She can't think no more

She shakes it

She breaks it

She slams the open door

She's running

She's drowning

She can hardly catch her breath

She's dying

She's lying

She's asleep, it was only meth

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