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I was 2

I wasn't the first

I wasnt the last

I was saved

only to be hurt

by someone

just as close

 

Safety-

found

in someone

I never should have met

 

Safety-

gone 

just as fast 

as it came

 

Refuge-

found

in Sweden

Denmark, Ireland

 

People-

using

me for everything

giving them anything

 

Looking-

for 

the feeling

I so badly wanted

 

Safety-

the

U. S. one try

ended the same

 

hurt

people

hurt 

people

 

But hurt people 

can still be okat

okay

I'm okay

Life is okay

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