All the pain goes away
My heart goes dead
With all the memories, all the words you've said
The night was dark
I was deserted hidden in the park
Violented and all
They finally made me fall
Crying help was something
They told me I was nothing
I quit on life
I just let them do their bidding
In my mind I wished for someone to stab me with a knife
Any point for living died
Telling them to stop, denied
they touched me all over
Killing me slowly
No story to cover
Everyone would forget
And I would lie here dead to sit
I like it a lot, hidden and gone
That's all I needed to admit.
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