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My Raped Mind
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Dark Why kant everyone see
that i am happy with me
that i fail
and so do they
but no
they hold themselves so high
that they cannot see they mess up to
i have to be reminded of that everyday
my little brother used to hold what was left of my trust
...gone...
my sister used to be my best friend but now she speaks no words of the good old days
my other sister...no hope there at all...
the adults...they are just that...adults...too old to understand...n too young for their advice to be tru...
i cannot die bc i would be missed too much...
but i kant live for im loathed
stuck in this world for the long run
