You’re sad, so sad, you have shown me what hurts.
From screams to shouts, abuse and bouts, you live. Damaged by kin, by peers, you claim you’re cursed. Consistent pain occurs from where you’ve been. With your body abused, your kindness used, You felt there no escape but pain itself. With blades, with glass, you sliced, you cut, profuse. Click here to read more of Suffering at The Hands of a Cruel World - Anonymous.
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