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by DarkMurderr Sep 15, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / other
Where should I start Well this morning I've brooked apart It was my dad That scream so loud and makes me sad He said go away Because he wouldn't that I stay And he say b**ch with his angry eyes Well he don't love me but why? Well heve said I wish that I never start with kids why do you speak alot of sh**? Do you think that you got me right now? Well hell no! My mom keep here mouth shut Why? Do you hate your daughter either? Well I don't believe her And my dad as well So right now go to hell!!
by Fading Memory
We are childs of destiny someday we will be free 5/5