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Jan 2014
Run
We are scared,
Hurt,
Tormented,
Destroyed.
We ask you to save us,
To notice our pain,
We beg for your notification.
But you are scared,
Disgusted,
Repulsed,
Sickened.
You Always-
You never-
You can't stay,
You always RUN.
It's kind of short and I might add more later. This is from my own experience in Freakdom.
Willow Grierson
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Willow Grierson  America
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