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Hell of a life


Its been a long ass child hood,

my dads gone and i've lost all hope

people love me until they realize what i am,

then love turns into hate,

i dont know how to cope,

im always asking for help but no one responds!

gotta step back and ask myself whats going on,

all this bad stuff keeps happening,

i feel alone, 

because my family dont even want me,

i sit here and these feelings just kill,

i feel like i wanna OD again

so i grab some pills,

i tell myself this is how its gotta be.

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Angel51

A quiet kid from Chicago who lives in New Mexico. I dream like there's no tomorrow. I'm harsh because I'm sensitive, Nothing is easy, but I've come to learn, The sun still comes up the next day.

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