a child of abuse, generations of this cycle were not broke before me. Now
am i cursed with what my kin could not control. Am I to become what is hated
among the world? Prayin itz not tru, that the apple doesnt fall far from the
tree... The sinz of the father now are the sinz of the child. Thought what
was right is now wrong, structure that was soild has fallen. I am lefted to
find my way, suppose to be grown. To restart a life,like being reborn. To
begin with no instructions, to figure out what is normal in a eva changin
world .....
 
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