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Run. Run. Run. Don’t Look Back. Don’t Think. No Plan. Just Run.      That’s how I remember it.    I love it.   From that point on    It,                                                                 was                                                                         MY                                                                                 life.            Then I thought                I paced                     I turned back                             To the hell I live                                                     I like school                                      I don’t like home                             I like mom             I don’t like home Why? You Don’t know me my life.
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Apr 23, 2015
Apr 23, 2015 at 8:46 PM UTC
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Run. Run. Run. Don’t Look Back. Don’t Think. No Plan. Just Run.      That’s how I remember it.    I love it.   From that point on    It,                                                                 was                                                                         MY                                                                                 life.            Then I thought                I paced                     I turned back                             To the hell I live                                                     I like school                                      I don’t like home                             I like mom             I don’t like home Why? You Don’t know me my life.
I wrote this one three years ago. I was in middle school.
#fear#anger#pain#teenager#abuse#hurt#confusion
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Apr 23, 2015
Apr 23, 2015 at 8:46 PM UTC
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