pain
i remember , i remeber the pain you put me in, i remember the way my tears started to sing , i remember the deep layers of the valleys of my skin, that i have to part for me to FORGET, i thought you were my friend, i thought that i could trust you, but thta trust is now dead, i cant get over it , i cant forget ,how your hand groped me, how your hands topuched me , without MY PERMISSION MIGHT I ADD, i hated you after , but the damage was done, I WONT EVER FORGIVE YOU FOR WHAT YOU DID, you took my childhood away from me, that alone is agreat and horrible sin, sometimes i cry, sometimes i feel DEAD INSIDE, i have intense EMOTIONS beacause of it , i cant think straight, my smile is no longer as free as a bird in the sky, sometimes i hate my life, sometimes i want you to die, YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU DID TO ME , YOU HAVE NO IDEA OF THE PAIN YOU CAUSED ME, i cant function straight i cant breathe in open field, the flowers of innocence ARE DEAD i dont cry in public, i dont have the strenght to fight anymore , i cant keep this wall up, HIS poison is seeping in slowly, i hate you ore than life itself, because i cant trust anyone anymore, i have nightmares because of you, my dreams no onger safe and secure , what i feel is RAW and UNFILTERED
MY HEART bleeds WHEN I THINK OF YOU , the intensity of it all is as fierce as a roaring waterfall, i cant compete with it, nor, can i stop it ,EMPTINESS and DARKNESS surrounds me , it ENGULFS my soul and drags me down, like a rabbit is a prey to the big bad wolf, i cant stop what i feel nor can i control them, ITS JUST UNFAIR, how what you did to me was WRONG, yet youve completely moved on, with your life and i cant even thin about that day, i look over my shoulder not knowing who to trust, i think it is quite unfair, sweaty palms, racimng heart beat, BOTH welcome me with open arms, horrific nightmares and tears of pain, throw me imbalance to the ways of the world, i can neithe r run from them nor can i leave,i have exqusite pain and ecstatic heart failure, just top think ofyou , much to my demise you cant even begin to contemplat just how much i despise you.
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