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Through the door, he's late again. Even in the dark, you can see his drunken grin. You close your eyes, choke back the tears- Still, he turns on the lights, wanting to see your fear.
The rhinos raging The crayons making My life or my dream Don't slip up on ur cream Cremated Danny was Will bed bugs be the death of the beetle buzz Beez' nees' u need to get to
I lay down,
Neglect–ed Ringed out with blood and stretch marks. Wrinkles written in between the crevices of my eyes. They sting and burn. Fighting, fighting, and falling. I kept falling. I failed.
I'm not sure Where I came from Not sure That I care Don't know my heritage I've come from everywhere I suppose I'm from My mother But the pieces Are all wrong Button eyes
Red hair White wrists Pink scars. Scarred memories Wounded heart Broken dreams. Life of pain Sleepless nights Loveless days. Love wanted Love needed Love refused.
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