Poem I write

Poem I write

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I put the wall up To save my self From love and Care from the People that want To help when I said I'm fine I'm crying my self to Sleep this walls protect me From all of u the ear phones Help block it out the hoody Helps keep the scars I Can't show so y Don't u do my A big favor and Just tell me the truth I'm fat I'm ugly I'm The person that is broken I'm the broken warrior But with time and help That I will ever get I could Be a new form of a warrior The broken ones
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"No one will ever love a worthless whore like you," my dad screamed at me. And I believed him, no one will ever love me. Im not pretty enough, and I'm too fat. I cleaned up the blood on the floor that the knife had caused. And went back to my room, or the cell that they gave me. I sat up against the wall and cried, I'm breaking. I'm dying, the doctor said so. I don't have a lot of time to live. I just feel bad for the next punching bag they have. Trigger warning: suggested by @poptart_playz10

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