Imagine how much they hurt me? They use drugs to take my emotions away but I still hurt. Because that’s what they want. It’s all about what they want. They force me to live so they can keep on hurting me. They have done so much hurting already but they can’t stand to see my suffering end. They stand tall when they’re making me want to die. As tall as monsters do when they’re deliberately making me want to die.

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