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  1. whether knives or a fork, cut your body in fours,
  2. sweating salivary glands out these fucking pores,
  3. drowning in fire but puking out water,
  4. taking the hand of the devils daughter,
  5.  
  6. you know what fuck that i was gonna go hard but than i received a flashback of my life,
  7. ugh everyone thinks i got it eazy ive never had things eazy just fuckin listen,
  8.  
  9. yeah it all started when i popped out the womb,
  10. not even crying i could tell life would be gloom,
  11. as i grew older n older,
  12. my heart turned colder n colder,
  13. seventh birthday,
  14. i watched my mama get her ass beat,
  15. i ran out the back telling the neighbors to call the police,
  16. another year later,
  17. nothing ever changed except for when mama left me for vegas,
  18. i thought shed be famous,
  19. she said anythings possible just have patience,
  20. so i waited hours a day next to the phone plugged into my wall,
  21. she finally called said it was beautiful here,
  22. i told her i miss her,
  23. and she said awe,
  24. i was sad she left,
  25. i cant even dream unless its NyQuil i digest,
  26. one week later she called another time told me she met a guy ,
  27. i told her why the last guy hurt directly in front of me,
  28. she said this guys different i gotta go bye baby,
  29. she called 2 hours later crying over the phone,
  30. even though we were miles away i could feel her tears hit my cheek,
  31. she told me he hit her and left in the hospital hurt severely,
  32. i instantly thought of the last time it happened,
  33. bringing my rage to its peak,
  34. i asked courageously where is he,
  35. she told me hes in jail not for beating me but for popping acid,
  36. i told her goodnight, and she replied by saying goodbye,
  37. i layed in bed for hours thinking of the horrors,
  38. until i finally fell asleep drowning in pillows,
  39. by the time i turned 13 i had already started smoking,
  40. weed cigarettes, practically all of the main narcotics,
  41. arrested not, i havnt been caught,
  42. but i felt like it would be coming soon,
  43. from the crowd i hang with to the smoking pontoon,
  44. but one day i walked through the front door of my own home,
  45. and my dad smelt my clothes and whooped my ass,
  46. never knew real pain,
  47. til i closed my eyes,
  48. receiving a beating from my biological father,
  49. creating images of hell within my pointless laughter,
  50. crying out daddy im sorry for sinning please forgive me,
  51. than he slandered the lords not daring to say it in vein,
  52. and he struck my face like lightning hits a tree,
  53. red cheeks like a phosphorus fire,
  54. than i shut down and fell into something i still contain,
  55. something no one should ever wish to obtain,
  56. doctor called it depression, chronic depression to be exact,
  57. in fact he said ive been diagnosed with it,
  58. not knowing what that meant i said thats cool ill get through it,
  59. but im still sitting here filled with depression,
  60. having a minor memory of the happy days within my recollection,
  61. ive said enough this isnt stuff i like to talk about but today im feeling under extreme depression.

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