Alone
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Last published Mon, May 19, 2014
'Alone'
'Afraid'
'Abuse'
'A Bother'
'Pathetic'
'Won't reach my dreams'
Words like these and many more continue to haunt me. This is a tale of finding myself and where I came from.
Cᴏᴘʏʀɪɢʜᴛ © 2014 -1Dfanwhoseaguy
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