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Broken

Cry me a river I know iv'e done the same You cut me into peices As i hide my face in shame Not ready to let go Because i love you so No matter the pain Or the scars iv'e yet to gain Bruises up and down my arms And scratches all over my face You sure lost your charm And i'm tired of this race People ask day to day Why i would stay I'm scared for my life I better grab a knife Say my last good bye Here's to my only escape I hear you ask why But baby you chose my fate.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 6/23/2013 5:06:00 PM
Moderate relationship and paranoia issues I presume? Not a bad poem.
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