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Listening to: family portrait
Feeling: fake
here is another poem i wrote: There A Good Reason To Live As I walk down the road, I’m shaking with fear, The anger in my heart, I’ll probably meet my fate. The last memory, The last thought, Was me crying in my room, Thinking about how screwed up my family is. The sun is setting, The sky is getting darker, I can’t walk back, I can’t face the pain. Why can’t you understand, I know you want to help, But no one can help me, I need to be alone. If I could cry, If I could talk, If I could write about it, I would do so. I was blamed, I was yelled at, I was slapped, I have a right to leave. If we were happy, If we could smile, If we could laugh, We would. Our families screwed, Our life’s are screwed, We can’t even talk to each other, Because they think me and my brother aren’t important. If I could, If I knew, If I tried, This never would of happened. This noise, It keeps getting louder, The pain, Is killing me. Why do we have to fight, Why do we have to yell, All this pain is destroying my soul, It’s destroying my life. I told you about my life, But you didn’t care, No one cares, That’s why I left. When I was 11, When my brother was more of an ass, He choked me, But did you care? I want to die, I want to kill myself, Besides no one would really care, Besides hell wouldn’t be as bad as this world. tell me what you think about it.
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deep, and sad

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loralie
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