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Sep 03, 2010 03:46

I am covered with blood. I do not sleep in my bed. My bed was taken from me, because it was soaked with my brother and mothers blood.

I do not live at home. My home was taken from me. Where I used to feel safe, at home where I was okay.

I will not sleep in my bed again. I will not feel safe again. I have no home.
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