My abuse isn't poetic. It was not justice or necessary. The earth left me to die. God watched as I was killed in that house. Over and over. And nobody did a goddamn thing.
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The haunting
Poetry☆ the feeling of losing one's self to the person they were created to be ☆
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My abuse isn't poetic. It was not justice or necessary. The earth left me to die. God watched as I was killed in that house. Over and over. And nobody did a goddamn thing.
