Get Me OutA Poem by Protect Me Demons That Come At Night
I've been living in this h o l e
that is called h o m e. I've been talking to these s t r a n g e r s that I don't even k n o w. I've been searching for G o d or some sort of thing this isn't the e n d. But it's a hard time believing in h e a v e n when no one is your f r i e n d. I've been walking on a g r a v e that is my b r o t h e r ' s. I don't think I can remember my m o t h e r. I am slowly going i n s a n e as my nails rip out my h a i r. And the only thing that I can do is p r a y for someone to get me out of h e r e.
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12 Reviews Added on August 15, 2011 Last Updated on August 15, 2011 AuthorProtect Me Demons That Come At NightHomeAboutSo..my name is Alice I'm seventeen years old I write poems and books Welcome to my world more..Writing
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