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Child Abuse

Threatening phone calls, why don't you write me letters? That way i can let you know which is better. They all say the same, how would you like to abuse me I find it all to be very amusing. I've been abused and beaten my whole life I never wondered to ask if it was right. Come get me, tell me you have a knife Make sure to stab me to get me to fight Little do you know I'm used to this pain So stop trying to play your little mind game. You say you're going to do it, please come and prove it Little do you know is i can see right through it. I'm sick of all the talk and play If you knew I was abused would you play the same way? Now I can handle all the physical pain Like when I was little, its all just a mind game. I can assure you, it doesn't take much for me to cry. I can even help you, if that's what you're wanting to imply. But now I'm numb to abuse You better find another way to hurt me, make me break loose.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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