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Jul 2014
I cant live like this,
going through this ****.
Everyday a new problem,
and constantly getting ******.
No one to turn to,
because of no communication.
These people are not my family,
no matter the relation.
They'll look me in the face,
and call me every name in the book.
Everyday a different emotion,
everyday my life they took.
Yeah I love them,
I try to anyway.
Even if outside is sunny,
inside my world is gray.
Dieing isn't an option,
but then I a had an epiphany.
Ill dig myself a grave,
here lies the daughter of tiffany.
No, I don't need your help,
cause you never wanna give it.
I'll get out of your life,
so you can go live it.
Blame is what I get,
it's like my meals throughout the day.
Always an assumption,
no matter what I say.
This isn't the half of it,
but ill tell you this.
I'm done with this life,
I'm done getting ******.

Always,
    Tameica Hammick.
date unkown ...awhile ago though .
Written by
Tameica Lee Hammick
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