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Told a friend, told a few. Scary house, pretty knife. Pretty girl, ugly life. Mother knew, father saw. Fathers wife, constant threats. Sanity hanging by a thread. I took her hand, ran away. Or was it casual walking? Praying for a better place. Met a man, pretty brown eyes. Kissed a man, hungry lips. ****** a man, total bliss. Old friend, new bed. Lit up, ****** down. Rested my head, closed my eyes. Accepting a new life as a Walkaway.
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Nov 12, 2015
Nov 12, 2015 at 11:48 AM UTC
Runaway day one, constant
Told a friend, told a few. Scary house, pretty knife. Pretty girl, ugly life. Mother knew, father saw. Fathers wife, constant threats. Sanity hanging by a thread. I took her hand, ran away. Or was it casual walking? Praying for a better place. Met a man, pretty brown eyes. Kissed a man, hungry lips. ****** a man, total bliss. Old friend, new bed. Lit up, ****** down. Rested my head, closed my eyes. Accepting a new life as a Walkaway.
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Nov 12, 2015
Nov 12, 2015 at 11:48 AM UTC
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