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Nov 2010
No one took the
Time to listen
No one took the
Time to care

No one tried to help
Me through my dark
Time of despair.
All those lies that

Made up my million
Tortured screams,
All those nights
I sat and prayed, to be saved,

That those words
You said were
Just bad dreams.
The tears and the

Blood began to mix and blend.
I was so convinced that
This agony would never end.
Written by
Dakota Schmidt
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