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by SheFlowsThroughMyVeinsLikePosion Jul 16, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
She holds on the those memories The daggers from the past This feeling she has Is so sure to last She just cant forget The pain he put her through She felt so lost and confused But no one had a clue To him she was a toy Just to be used For sex and for stress relief Her body he abuse She didn't have a purpose any moment with him Her life was so lonely It was so dark and dim He's favorite game was To get smashed off his face Let his mates do what they want And watch her fall from grace Respect is a word he never new And she has proof of that He messed her around And in the corner alone she sat When ever he was speedy She would run and hide But that never seemed to work He'd hear he cause she cried She was so young Her heart was so new But she stayed around him Cause she didn't know what to do She just lay there at night And cried till she felt sick You wouldn't have guessed he was like that Not the sort of face you'd pick Everyone thought she was happy But she was just terrified Of telling them what he was doing In case they thought she lied She still feels the pain And still cries at night The tears flow automatically As soon as she turns off the light She prays each night That her pain will fade And maybe she forget The games that he played But it will never leave her The memories will remain Her heart is still broken And the blood will always stain