Fight
(about the past)
Scream and tear
Tears on the floor
Glass is shattered
Punches thrown
Blood is splattered
I'm all alone
Empty promises from your tongue
You went and slashed my lungs
I just want to be free
I'm stuck with these voices
Please let me go
I can still hear the noises
This is no way for a child to live,
neglected and starved
I'm gutted and carved
Smashed and raped of a childhood
Alone in a filthy world
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