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Jan 2015
Age 5, your my world I love you baby girl.
Age 7, Baby I want you to be careful this world is cruel.
Age 9, Your getting older but no boys okay?
Age 11, See boys break hearts please just sit and stay.
Age 13 (you realize everything you start to self harm), your to old or your not that old.
Age 15 (you run away things get worse and you have suicide attempts) Your just a bad child I wish you were gone your not good enough, you should have been sold.
What happened to me being your babygirl...
What happened? I guess your right this world is cruel.
I was so happy then I felt alone.
I know I did bad things but so did you when you were grown.
Hey daddy, Hey mommy... Look at my wrist.
I ripped a blade across it feeling Bliss.
You should have seen it, it looked like there was a ******.
The boy I loved left me, he was my only girder.
Nothing ever lasts...
Im only reminded of my past.
Britty Bruce
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Britty Bruce  iowa
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