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Apr 2016
I came from a family of dreamers
Only to be thrown in a cell with haters.
I came from a house of love
Only to be tossed inside hell like a dog toy.
I cant get away
These shackles are too heavy.
With every look,
I burn.
I crumble to embers.
I fly away in the wind.
No one should understand
What I feel
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Błeeding Dįamøndš
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Błeeding Dįamøndš  16/M/Denver, Colorado
(16/M/Denver, Colorado)   
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