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Jun 2016
2
I have never wanted to run so far.
Never wanted to run so fast.
From someone who abuses me.
And fires at full blast.

I wonder if I'll always be broken.
Do I want to be fixed?
Whats the point in trying anymore?
If I'll only end up in a ditch.

I've wished for Illness
I've wished for pain.
I've longed for stillness
Doesn’t  matter, its your gain.

But I can promise you this
For once hear me its true
When I get out of here to bliss
No matter what, I always hate you.
Written by
Anonymous  Illinois
(Illinois)   
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