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poems, thoughts, feelings, such ons.
x3, ;D, =[, T_T
So confused; Mentally abused
All the thoughts smuggling me
Trying everything; Pondering free
Him hugging me; Me struggling free
Everything blurring; Words slurring
Such fury, such rage, I wonder if he knows i'm underage
The thoughts, they swim in my head
Wondering why I'm not yet dead
I want my last breath; The sweet thought of death
The thoughts sharper then a knife, slice after slice
Parts of my sanity start to fade, the scars he had made
Not physically, but mentally, which feel 10,000 times worse
left alone, so confused, and mentally abused





 
 
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