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Black Sheep

I might be a black sheep In the family. But my family Isn't white as snow. There hands aren't clean. They use God to judge you. They look down on you if You don't have money. Or if your look different Then them. They pretend to help Only to throw it in your face. That they helped you Holding it over your head. Any chance they get. They walk around like There better then every one. When there not really l, There just like everyone else. They use God to Make themselves look better So they can judge everyone. Who doesn't believe in There way.

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Date: 5/12/2023 12:50:00 PM
You have expressed your feelings very well, Angel. It is sad they wont compromise and sad you feel judged. peace will be found somewhere in the middle:)
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