Silenced
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Ever since the death of his father, Billie Joe was told to not speak of it. Not a single word. Billie was trained to hide his feelings, thoughts, and emotions. It only got worse in his teenage years when his step father got involved. That was something Billie Joe was more than afraid to talk about. He became silenced, only causing his friends, Mike and Tré, to worry about him. Even this didn't bring Billie to say anything. Nothing could.
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