Part 2

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Her fury’s like the storm raging and then still

Her life is like a battlefield always running up those hills

But her wings are bound her freedom gone still trying to brave these violent storms

Everyday a struggle every night rest

Before starting all over to try her best

But these days are long and these times are hard

And she still puts up with these fucking retards

Her heart is pure while her soul is black

But what when it comes to her friends she never lacks

For they are always there no matter what

And are always there to help her through these tough spots

This is her life and these are her friends

People like the come once in a life time so make sure that you save them no matter what....

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