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I Left For A Reason

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I am broken.
I didn't just leave.
I ran as fast as I could,
away from there.

I am broken.
No one believed,
what horrible things they did.
If I show you the bruise
that has never left.
Would you believe?

I am broken.
I left because they beat me up.
They kicked my shins.,
pushed me into the desk,
and beat me with a crutch.

I am broken.
They broke me.
That's why I left.
That's why I ran way.





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