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Oct 2014
They don't know
...
why does it bother me,
isn't it better this way;
them not knowing
...
What happened in my past,
it messed me up
BAD
...
Things like that,
they **** people up
...
my life was some what normal,
before then.
but it twisted and shattered
any hopes
that I can be anything
BUT
okay
...
My past.
what it did,
to me.
The effect,
it had.
...
they don't know,
they'd only feel sorry
and give me pity;
if they
knew
what happened
to my life
till I was five
...
I'm
just lucky
to be
ALIVE
I can't focus on the past,
or I couldn't live for the future.
{Because I am wise beyond my years}
Nameless
Written by
Nameless  martin, TN
(martin, TN)   
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