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Oct 2015
I've been abused,
I've been used.
Found out that my "dad", wasn't really my dad.
At age 5, seen a guy get shot and killed.
Seen my "dad" hold a gun to my moms head.
Thought of suicide multiple times.
Been through hell and back.
I'm broken, you can say.
We all have our stories and are broken in some way.
Crystina Holency
Written by
Crystina Holency  Michigan City Indiana
(Michigan City Indiana)   
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