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| Parents in the background fighting all the time, alcoholic breath, smoke from cigarettes, voices echo in my head, nowhere for me to turn, just to sit here listen to everyone bickering and fighting, it's horrible, tears run down my face, no one there for me, no one to hug the pain away, it's like a tornado that is never going to end, it�s dark inside, I can�t see, I wish someone would pull me out, it�s cold, it�s scary, it's hell, somewhere you enter and somewhere you can�t find a exit to get out. |
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