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I know pain sitting in this horrid tree no one's quiet as lonely as me, the pain frome others is nothing to the self inflicted, my arms are covered with the lies and the marks stating with i cry i know pain like others know love, the though of that, now my arm is bleeding i'm falling out of the tree, she never knew what came next she never got to finish this text.
