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Hurt, lost, confused
wondering what I did wrong
or if it's even my fault
scared to ask,
unsure what to do
I only know I want
the yelling, the blame, the accusations
to stop
I need someone to hold me
tell me it's all right,
rescue me from my prison
of fear





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