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But every monster has an origin story How they came to exist in this cruel world I became fed up with the pain that continuously stabbed me in my chest I got tired of see my mother cry every night because my father beat her within inches of her life Then school was no better Everyday I would run and hide hoping they wouldn't find me Screaming me in my head wondering why this had to be me I didn't deserve this life All I ever wanted to do was put a smile upon people's faces But that dream seemed so far away Because without fail they would find me just to beat with both words and fist Robbing me of my pride and joy...of my dreams Then would leave me for dead  And I would just lay there and cry begging for someone to rescue me But they would all just watch and laugh as if it was funny All but him anyways but even he wasn't enough to save me in the end
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Jun 4, 2017
Jun 4, 2017 at 10:11 PM UTC
Victim: Part Four
But every monster has an origin story How they came to exist in this cruel world I became fed up with the pain that continuously stabbed me in my chest I got tired of see my mother cry every night because my father beat her within inches of her life Then school was no better Everyday I would run and hide hoping they wouldn't find me Screaming me in my head wondering why this had to be me I didn't deserve this life All I ever wanted to do was put a smile upon people's faces But that dream seemed so far away Because without fail they would find me just to beat with both words and fist Robbing me of my pride and joy...of my dreams Then would leave me for dead  And I would just lay there and cry begging for someone to rescue me But they would all just watch and laugh as if it was funny All but him anyways but even he wasn't enough to save me in the end
They tuned for the continuation of the story
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Jun 4, 2017
Jun 4, 2017 at 10:11 PM UTC
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