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Pain.
So real I can see it.
Pain. So strong it could tear me down.
The pain not physical but mental is just as much to bear. For in a fight you can dodge the hit, bit venomous words always hit their mark.
Screaming
Slaming doors
And a family stood apart
And though it all I find myself dumb, for a divided home simply cannot stand.
I wore this when I was 12. My home was a war scene.  At least ik it wasn't just me.
We all sit in chains under lock and key.
Some of us are looking for way to break free.
Some of us have given up on that dream.
Some of as fear that if the hope, they will break.
All of us wonder how much we can take.
Some of us are giving in to the pain.
Sadly unaware that we hold the keys to our own chains.
Its sad but true.
when you're world is ending and you're life seems like time not worth spending. When you feel you can't take anymore, as you cry on the bathroom floor.
When you're bent to far to fix, you're as good as gone. but then again, nigh it's alwayse darkest befor the dawn. so don't give up, because you're simply worth too much.
Never give up on your self. You never know what your truly worth until your pain goes to those you love.

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