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Nov 2015
Built in a home that pretends to be perfect,
I was destined for destruction.
I remember screaming at the top of my lungs,
"I HATE THIS!"
You all wonder where my issues came from.
I always thought I was born with anxiety and insecurities,
but now I understand where everything went wrong.
Because when you were suppose to be the one to encourage me,
you were the one to tell me everything that was wrong with me.
I blamed myself for so long...
and so did you.
You still do,
You always will.
Amber K
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Amber K  25/F/United States
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