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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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