Escape

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I need to escape as I come into the house seeing my mother high as fuck with the needle still in her arm thinking to myself, would things be this difficult if daddy just stayed home? I need to escape as i strip to make ends me after all, bills need to be paid, and having wants as well as needs, I need to escape as i snort lines, partying, and spreading my thighs. I need to escape this thing we call life.

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