Lirieke: Grade. The Embarrassing Beginnings. Cripple.
conscious to my surroundings the curse of birth that i am strapped to unable to i gnore life's atrocities my physical presence cripples my only means of escape and i want to escape this and it always brings me back to reality i try to lose but i always will retain it release me from my awareness the feelings strong enough to kill me i become so afraid that i want to die cast upon me the strength to survive my awareness is my true love and keeps me alive
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