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Feb 2014
*******
You don't let me do ****
I have no freedom
I can't see my love
Because if you
I don't do ****
Because of you
*******
I want to leave
Move out
What if I do that
It would be your fault
You ran me off
They can tell you
"It's not you fault"
I'm here to tell you
It's all your fault
So *******, *****
As soon as I'm 18 I'm leaving
Moving out
You won't see me for a while
And keep it in your mind
That it's your fault you lost a son
That's why on of them
Doesn't talk to you as it is
Because you do nothing for him
Well I need clothes
I've needed them for month
I need money for school
I need books, pens, shoes and more
I've needed it for months
But do you help?
No I get the money some how
I'm 15 I can't have a job
But I get the money some how
All you do it is buy your pills
And buy for your little baby
My 10 year old sister
So *******.
Your nothing but a dope headed *****
Jonah Lavigne
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