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I'm Broken


It's dark I'm cold

I see no future I see nothing left for me in this world

How did I get to this point

Was it the emptiness that I feel

Or was it the phone call I got from my mother

Saying she never wanted me

Or was watching my sister get shot at the age of 9 and holding her while she died

Or was it having my mom sell me for sex at the age of 5

What would make me feel this way well I don't know 

All I know is that I can't do it I'm crying out for help 

please  help me, because i don't think I can make it

I'm broken I'm shattered 

 

 

 

 

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