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The fate


Every day I try to pick up all the pieces 

All the memories that some how will nerver leave me

Everday your voice increases

Why don't you ever let me be

You through me down and say i'm not worth the crown

the stickes and stones you through will never hurt me but the words you say will

You push me down to were all i can do is frown

All you know to do is kill

I thought you loved me but now I know you use me i thought I had someone to love

All I try to do is look above

Try to see bast the bruses and scars

But you just lie to be

All I am to you is a body of a corps

Why can't I just be free just let me be

 

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Theonewho'ssad

Every day when I was a little kid I was physically and mentally abused even now it continues but through poetry i can relive my pain and let go for a little bit.

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