I Type I Write I Say What I Need.
You Love You Hate Either Way I Bleed.
As I Stare Down The Ones That Hurt Me.
They Flooding Of Memories Haunt Me,Knowing I Cry And Battle My Tears Every Night.
The Pain, The Stabs, The Kicks.
Those Times When I Mentally Physical And Emotionally Lost My Sanity, Purity , Innocence To Those Who Hurt That Led Me Insane.
Paled Face,Hanging There As I Gave Up On My Brain Since My Heart Left Me Long Ago Taking My Hope And Faith Away.
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Created By Jodie McD
- Friday 29th March 10:20pm
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