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Feb 2020
She said we was helping us grow,
But now all my thoughts flow.
She said that she loved me,
But she never set me free.
I thought she was one of the good guys,
But she's just full of lies.
She tortured me so much,
Now I whimper at the touch.
Grandma's are supposed to me nice,
But what is the price?
She hated us so,
And now I know.
I can't believe I fell for it,
I can't believe I let you hit.
I'm done with you,
I know you are too.
Broken Pieces
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Broken Pieces  19/F/Looking for homeπŸ›£οΈ
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