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by Sherry Lynn May 16, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / other
Escape Look around Tell me What do you see? You have made my life Pure hell and misery I can not do this No not again I will be your punching bag Not for another second Where will I go? Where can I hide? Will I be found? Will you haunt me til the day I die? Oh Father please Protect my children From the monster That has set out To destroy me