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Oct 2014
Sadness, pouring out of me,
Dripping on the floor.
Anger, rolling off in waves
And slamming out the door.

I wish that I could leave behind
The anger and the pain
And know that that's the end of it
I won't be hurt again

But we all know that family
Can hurt you more than most
They'll use and leave an empty shell
A broken soul, a ghost
Lonely Girl
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Lonely Girl  32/F/England
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