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My sister said I didn't raise myself And maybe, in some ways I didn't. But she doesn't understand Just because we had babysitters And that people were around Doesn't mean that they raised me. All my life I have been taking care of the people I love. My friends My family Making sure if someone got hurt, It was me. My sister said that she grew up fast But I grew up faster. If I was to be loved then I had to be old, I had to be an adult. I'm not saying my life was always hell. But if it was, then my family were demons And I was the queen. I protected my people From a throne made of broken dreams And a lost childhood. The black on my soul will not Wash off. But I was just protecting them. I was their savior But they didn't know it
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Jun 6, 2014
Jun 6, 2014 at 8:17 PM UTC
Growing Up In Hell
My sister said I didn't raise myself And maybe, in some ways I didn't. But she doesn't understand Just because we had babysitters And that people were around Doesn't mean that they raised me. All my life I have been taking care of the people I love. My friends My family Making sure if someone got hurt, It was me. My sister said that she grew up fast But I grew up faster. If I was to be loved then I had to be old, I had to be an adult. I'm not saying my life was always hell. But if it was, then my family were demons And I was the queen. I protected my people From a throne made of broken dreams And a lost childhood. The black on my soul will not Wash off. But I was just protecting them. I was their savior But they didn't know it
gwendolyn-mary-ida-johnson
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Jun 6, 2014
Jun 6, 2014 at 8:17 PM UTC
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