Never

by greeneyed wonderer   Feb 3, 2007


I wanst
always like this
she killed the niceness
i always had
she brought out the anger
that there never was

she made me like this
its not my fault
it was how i was tought.

the anger she gives when she calls my name
now i no my life will never be the same.

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  • 17 years ago

    by KT Mackey

    Wow, nice wording

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