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It's like they're edging and toturing my soul,
when really all I want is to be left alone.
My writing is the only thing keeping me from going emo.

Dear God, please, hear our prayers,
and send us a satan slayer.

Don't like what  I write well too bad I don't care
Because if you haven't yet you're going to be here.

I just hope that this pencil can carry all fears.
It's what's helping me to hold back tears.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I just wrote about everything I had going on in my head.

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Who is "they"?

Who is "they"?

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Everybody in my life

Everybody in my life