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Who's gonna feel my pain? Who's gonna say my name? Ain't no choice but to be brave

Who's gonna feel my pain? Who's gonna say my name? Ain't no choice but to be brave

We demand answers. Shame on Dauphin County. Shame on every single person responsible for the death of so many people. inside of this building here. Shame on them for the neglect of our children, of our parents, of our neighbors.

We demand answers. Shame on Dauphin County. Shame on every single person responsible for the death of so many people. inside of this building here. Shame on them for the neglect of our children, of our parents, of our neighbors.

We demand that the family be allowed to see their son, their brother, their child's father, cousin, nephew. We demand they be able to see his body because it is their right as his family. It does not belong to the prison. It does not belong to the county. It does not belong to Graham Hetrick. It belongs to the people right here.

We demand that the family be allowed to see their son, their brother, their child's father, cousin, nephew. We demand they be able to see his body because it is their right as his family. It does not belong to the prison. It does not belong to the county. It does not belong to Graham Hetrick. It belongs to the people right here.

That's not what she's asking for. Okay, that's fine. Hold on.

That's not what she's asking for. Okay, that's fine. Hold on.

I can't lose when the truth moves Suicide quits soon, so who's who?

I can't lose when the truth moves Suicide quits soon, so who's who?

I can't lose when the truth moves Suicide quits soon, so who's who?

Beetlejuice burns like a lantern tonight atop her dim, celestial stage. Auburn flares bursting in bountiful leaps as she twirls over ferns, engulfing the hapless room of heavenly bodies within her warm, corporeal crest.

Beetlejuice burns like a lantern tonight atop her dim, celestial stage. Auburn flares bursting in bountiful leaps as she twirls over ferns, engulfing the hapless room of heavenly bodies within her warm, corporeal crest.

She knows her youngest days live behind her, and she has traveled light years to experience the searing bliss dwelling within this moment, passing through her skin in a solar maelstrom of sweat, lace, and elemental grace. After the spotlight has died, in the green room mirror, counts the wrinkles on her cheeks with a sublime smile, like a bruised passion fruit poised to plummet.

She knows her youngest days live behind her, and she has traveled light years to experience the searing bliss dwelling within this moment, passing through her skin in a solar maelstrom of sweat, lace, and elemental grace. After the spotlight has died, in the green room mirror, counts the wrinkles on her cheeks with a sublime smile, like a bruised passion fruit poised to plummet.

Sewing the long white seam.

Sewing the long white seam.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Can't open up, let anybody in Cause they will see my faults, they will see my sins This inability is in itself a fault If they try to get close, they hit a fucking wall I hide myself from view, always just out of frame Hard not to run away, find a new place and name I've done it before, and I'll do it again Why can't I be okay? Why can't I just be a good friend?