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4d
Uncontrollable
Against my will
Everything runs
Of possibilities of impossible
Is this fate
Or a tick of the mind
Hopping
Begging
For something
Only just out of reach

But what of the past
The anger
The hatred
The cuts that scared
And the choice
"Your family, or me"

God I asked for a sign
But is this really it
When I can't control my memories
When my body
Is not my own
Is this the home
I truely deserve?
Writing of the Unknown
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