Those who were once so close

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those are the enemies the danger is with them around the who were once trusted  not anymore they hurt you say they love you but they use there kind and once known as loving words to reel you in they use you once,twice maybe even three then your there toy officially they can bother and hurt all the time there reasons arent explainable its not the same anymore now everyones every move your watching slowly unfocused but your watching they dont know but you do you dont want to be hurt again i dont want to be hurt again to be threatened & tied down to be physically abused by my own blood it hurts to call him family but its true queit a fucked up family but its true i feel like crying & cutting or even killing but how would that help crying is my way of a stress reliever cutting helps the pain i have clogged up in my vains and killing can simply end it all im just waiting for the day i build all courage to actually shoot .

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