I'm from

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I am from bruises and cuts
From black eyes and lame excuses
From please stop! To leave me alone

I am from sadness
From countless tears rolling down my face
From never ending pain

I am from lies
A secret I've always kept
From fists beating down like hail

I am from darkness
From fear
Never being able to just be me

I am from their cruel words
Them doing nothing
From running away

I am from me
From are you okay?
You need to tell someone

I am from fighting
To talking and crying
Giving in and giving up

I am from a past
Never able to be forgotten
From their abuse

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