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To All
Jane Doe,
There's no comfort for me tonight
And I miss you
Maybe someday I'll grow up
God,
I scream my prayers tonight
Because I'm angry at you
You never seem to answer me
Mom and Dad,
I should tell you to f*** off tonight
But again I won't
I'll just suffer quietly inside
So-called "friends",
You never could see my point of view
You never will
I'm better off without you
My real friends,
There are things I shouldn't have told you
But it's too late now
I wish you could forget them
To all,
I love you and I miss you
I miss the way things used to be
But supposedly it's better this way
