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Oct 2014
i cant ******* breathe
i imagine you as the wall
that generate blood and ******* anger
all ive wanted was to be good enough for you
i can never
and will never
you never saw my first steps or heard my first ******* words
but somehow you tried **** for the first time when i was barely able to know who you even were
off and on in the picture
18 ******* years and you would think you would finally care
but a needle in your arm has more power over me
im so sorry i could never make you happy
make you proud
im ******* sorry
but im not
how the **** am i supposed to be sorry for someone who does not give one **** about me
your body and your family are giving up on you
and thats not stopping you
have fun in hell
decker
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   kayla eggfoot
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