A message from the victom.

“Your brain is such rubble
your just looking for trouble.”
They’re the words that brought my heart down.

“He’s lost confidence
it doesent make sense.”
They’re the words my parents mumble in town.

They stomped on my heart
and scared my soul.
Their hearts are truly as black as coal.

Their words are scyths
their words are knives
and they have all scarred my life.

A message from the victom.

skelepyro

Broadford, Australia

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