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I'm not your pray


I have been through struggles and witness dispair

I use to think god wasn't fair

My father left me when I was born

and my poor mother forever scorned.

She did remarry 

and happy was she

she finally had her dream family.

But her dream was my nightmare

causing me pain everyday

I tried to avoid it in every way.

The man would beat my mother and make her cry

he cheated on her and left her to die.

He hated me because i wasn't his

my sister however had a life full of bliss.

She was spoiled and loved

 as an angel from above.

I grew from the pain and ran away

but troubles will never leave, even to this day.

So i chose to fight them and scare them away

I am my owner not your pray.

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