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Not a Change

Do you remember when I was happy? You left me behind like I was nothing. Whenever have I not been unhappy? I believed I was more then just something. Each lie, another stab to my heart. Each image created another scar. I wish I could say till death do us part. Imagine you getting struck by a car. After all the torment I am still here Staring at me with that serrated grin. I quiver as your words infect my ear. Slowly you are killing me within. I can’t take anymore of this pain. Because this torture is driving me insane.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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