friends, i thought
When I lived in the trailor park in South Carolina! So bitter, sweet moments in this town! I thought you were my really close friends. but that day changed everything. Why? They had me go into the woods to find them & hang out. They had other plans, I guess!? I was in the middle of the woods calling their names, & then I had to stop. I started smelling fire smoke.??? They tried to set me on fire. But why? I was the one they went to, if they needed a hug or an ear to listen. I was always there for them at the snap of my fingers!! So why, try to kill me?
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