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this is for my dad that has past away

I have no idea.
=( D:

This is how I feel inside..

As you can tell I'm not allowed away from my house except for school.

set-up for a downfall, musik hid the lie, then came the thundering call, right before my very eyes...

this piece was a very strange dream i had about child molestation abot 3.5 years ago. it was so real that I was digusted for days. It is as if God allowed me see and feel a glimpse of how this wickedness breaks his heart. so i wrote exactly as i saw it.