Its hard to be a normal kid when you have the memories of an abusive friend.
As i drift away deeper and farther from this horrid world of hate and fear.
I take a dare hoping god will spare me from heaven or hell. As i take a leap off of the cliff of dispare.
Im tierd of all the memories and pain. I wish they would all drift away.
Its like im running in a fog. Dont know where im going. Im blind to my future and consumed by my past.
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