Abortion
sick,,infected,,sore,,
cough up hate..
as they call you whore
you know your fate
ache with rage.
cry tears of pain.
trapped in a cage
it hurts your brain..
feel the guilt.
hear the breaking
see what you've built
your heart is aching
taste violence
in you're heart
smell silence
this is just the start.
walk down misery
run away from it all
they let you be
they let you fall
Your done now.
Its finally away.
so take a bow.
have a lovely day
Copyright © Samma Jamma | Year Posted 2010
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