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Gone ......

Break me you say, well id like to say you've done that. You couldnt save me to begin with. I was born a broken child, i slept with my tears holding the only friend i knew with his ears soaked from my tears that little small bear cried too. The life you had me living was plugged in my memory, i cant escape it and im only 17. Lifes never been easy for me, people always tell you "Oh your special" when the people who raised you said otherwise just so their name would come up on top. Go ahead and say otherwise, what ever you want just know im gone....





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