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by Katie Nov 28, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
For hours we would talk, Long distances we would walk, Until one day we had a fight, A fight that would last all night. It was all because of one thing, Something that would hurt and sting, I said I did not want to, But you raped me until i went blue, F you to hell you bastard, You Fricking raped me you bastard, I do not believe you did, Of you I am finally rid. But you stole something of mine, I do not believe you, you swine, Just to let you know, swines a pig, I always see you, in the dirt you dig. I am fine but Now I am alone, Your voice no longer on the phone, I am finally free of your curse, So do not go renting that hearse. (not true)