i'm a little washed up see turtle
my parents abanded me at birth
even though im friends with squirls
it does not give you the permission to treat me like dirth
I hade lots of obsticles
I missed out on alote
I never recived a popsicle
never walked in a parking lot
my shelf is the thing that protected me
until i died down in the big blue see
I got shot with love hurting
and I went on deppressing
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