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Dec 2016
Get out of my house!
I hate you...
You won't go anywhere you **** idiot!
I don't understand...why father do you hate *me?


You see my mind is as scarred as my wrists.
Abuse
That word is more family then my father.
Failure
Its my middle name.
Mistake
I am one.

His words leave open wounds on my mind,
Fresh blood oozing through the cracks in my mask.

Hey I'm fine I promise!
I'm fine!
I'm...
I......


I'm scarred and this is my story.
Written by
Charlie Harman  23/M/Iowa USA
(23/M/Iowa USA)   
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   Bleurose, Skaidrum and Corvus
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