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runaway? get away? I need a break. where's my life going? the pain keeps growing. I can't trust my niggahs, even though I know them. 7 years old pop's through me in a group home. every other month I'd end up in a new home. life is tough. life is fucked. so a ran. & now im sitting here in the fucking field, there's blood out here. I realize this is real. Its deeper than death. Deeper than than the ocean I can tell you that.