The pain from my past haunts my mind every day the names go in and all around my mind every day the pain of it all hurts so much but yet i smile and play with my friends like I'm OK but I'm far from that i think about it all and how bad it all was i would lay there and wonder what i did to do derives the pain i dell with every day i would try to stay home but there i would lessen to the fighting i had no happiness i have no safe place but know i just hied it all and look to the pain as an thing of the past but i will haunt my mind tell the end of time
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PoetryThis is wear i put what i am going throw and what is on my mind so please be nice and PIZ VOTE
