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I hit up rock bottom once. I had no where else to go.. Almost got shot, my mind was so flow., my oh so called team. The family of scream ... the mom made of mess the daughter of stress,. step dad did the beatin , For his own reason. I still don't get why he enjoyed making us cry. when he would hit he just would not quit making her watch , me on my last notch... even at four I was pushed to the floor. once i was eleven I ran for the door, All from this point I've looked up to a joint . my new way , has bin lit. Nd bin fit. I look forward to a smile, Bin alone for the longest of miles, I was a child created of wiled I take in stories most made taste so mild., YOU made my mothers thaughts and made me be lost , I'm not a little girl I'm a devil child You say,! That's why I been on my way
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Apr 16, 2013
Apr 16, 2013 at 2:05 PM UTC
If I look back My movement will crack.
I hit up rock bottom once. I had no where else to go.. Almost got shot, my mind was so flow., my oh so called team. The family of scream ... the mom made of mess the daughter of stress,. step dad did the beatin , For his own reason. I still don't get why he enjoyed making us cry. when he would hit he just would not quit making her watch , me on my last notch... even at four I was pushed to the floor. once i was eleven I ran for the door, All from this point I've looked up to a joint . my new way , has bin lit. Nd bin fit. I look forward to a smile, Bin alone for the longest of miles, I was a child created of wiled I take in stories most made taste so mild., YOU made my mothers thaughts and made me be lost , I'm not a little girl I'm a devil child You say,! That's why I been on my way
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Apr 16, 2013
Apr 16, 2013 at 2:05 PM UTC
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