All He Stole
just to push every way
make it through every day
i cannot say
what i feel today
i will be be judged
my memories smudged
along my side, he wont be budged
who could've forseen
i was not yet even a teen
sir, this is obscene
now black is my soul
trapped in this hellhole
but i have lost control
and my heart is all he stole
Copyright © Macy Southern | Year Posted 2011
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