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So begins this story, which is a happy family, but only an iron mask inside is oxidized by the tears shed by the sadness invades the soul, they want to show that there is still money and fortune and that we makes them happy but neither the one nor the other, have abandoned their children, that the abandonment not just throw them in the street is also left alone without parental spiritual help or not wanting to talk or be angry all day every hour every minute every that is also the second abandonment
which is an almost perfect father to leave their children to go behind a skirt
what is a perfect mother cries just thinking about death, but apparently does not know that their children need especially the little that has barely received some love from her

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help, i wrote this poem and no name ideas?

I just feel rage as if enclosed in a glass box like a princess locked in the tower
I have nothing but my music is the only thing that helps me vent my anger and all I express what I really feel
I can not say or do anything I just shut down my head and not drop the slightest sound, I could not know if what I say is wrong so it is best to be quiet
I'm not comfortable in my own home and not know if it's age or if you really despise me, I say psychopath and still expect this happy
I ask myself too and am a wall resist increasingly weakened me more but I have to I can not resist falling into a hole of sadness anger or resentment
I only ask that you understand my life has never been easy and I'm selfish there are many people worse off than me but I do not care if nobody will do it for me

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happy fucking birthday little frankie

hello sorry but i can't connect to internet in ieroween.
frankie i love you happy birthday colombia loves your music
frodo i can't wait to hear conventional weapons and other thing sorry for the mistakes but i'm from colombia i speak spanish and i only have 12 years i can't write well in english