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Iynne
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Sometimes I forgot to tell them
To say I was still there
The mercy stopped at a young age
'twas something I could only bear

The next day I was achy
Every inch of my body burned
I couldn't help but look nearer
So close a mirror wouldn't have learned
It took some time of convincing
But I made my mind up that night
I'd never have to live like that
I'd never have to put up a fight

At first, I was gonna go peaceful
And wait 'til they both fell asleep
But thinking again, that could be most lethal
So I warned them and before they could speak

I promised myself I could keep hiding
In and out of places where nobody went
I'd never roam again, I'd find a place worth living in
And I'd never have to go home again

 

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