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I don't know if you were raised By animals.. I never thought that song to be true "Be kind to your web footed friends..."                  You know the rest..                        Don't you... Every line every word Brings me to grasp with you!! That my little bit of pain looks like spit to your rain!!                    I don't think that I could cope I don't think I could take                    with my parents on Dope... All the hate                    Cuz I'd be strung up too And bottle it all up                    Wit my pupils dialated... To stay alive                      and dreams stilled... without love Cuz the system would have only confused they try to give a home to everybody eles liter and I would feel like Im in a dump Just another piece of colored trash.. That a lot of people call **** cuz it smells like it was pushed out of an ******* I don't know You don't know if its ture... But I pray for you The deeper the darkness The brighter your emotion and I hope you find a light....                              But All i know is it must ****                          To inevitably have been raised by Ducks....
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Apr 27, 2013
Apr 27, 2013 at 11:45 AM UTC
I wish you better....
I don't know if you were raised By animals.. I never thought that song to be true "Be kind to your web footed friends..."                  You know the rest..                        Don't you... Every line every word Brings me to grasp with you!! That my little bit of pain looks like spit to your rain!!                    I don't think that I could cope I don't think I could take                    with my parents on Dope... All the hate                    Cuz I'd be strung up too And bottle it all up                    Wit my pupils dialated... To stay alive                      and dreams stilled... without love Cuz the system would have only confused they try to give a home to everybody eles liter and I would feel like Im in a dump Just another piece of colored trash.. That a lot of people call **** cuz it smells like it was pushed out of an ******* I don't know You don't know if its ture... But I pray for you The deeper the darkness The brighter your emotion and I hope you find a light....                              But All i know is it must ****                          To inevitably have been raised by Ducks....
To Inevitably raised by Ducks.. Every Piece you write makes me Pray that this is not what your really going through! and Every Piece you write make me feel like if I don't feel anything after reading this then I'm an insensitive **** So know that even tho I have know idea who you are I feel every word and I am praying for you!
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Apr 27, 2013
Apr 27, 2013 at 11:45 AM UTC
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