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Dec 2012
You think it's over,
then it hits you.
It has only just begun.
The running,
the yelling,
the fighting.
Dear lord,
It has only begun.
I'll try to get out,
doubt I'll have much luck.
Running won't help,
Yelling either,
Fighting will just make it worse.
But how,
how can I get out?
How would I do this?
Why, why me?
I'm nice.
I'm good.
But still this happens, to me.
Me only.
Sunshine Girl
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Sunshine Girl  Gender Fluid/Unknown
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