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hurt by blood


born in a house with many but still the feeling still exist, its the feeling of isolation

the feeling of loneliness and these feeling slowly casue the person to feel neglected

or even as a out case. At that point our family our blood will caues us so much

pain but you and I will hold it in but like a dame in a storm theres only so much

we can hold back until that dame breakes and were drowning in these thoughts

we pushed so deep down, that is the worst pain of all pain casued by blood.

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