One Messed Up Dark Cold Night
This
Hurt
It is
Making me dye
Choking me
He took my ability to love away
I will never be
Able to trust a man again
What you did to me
Was painful and vial
I am afraid of my own
Love Of My Life Cause You Had
To Hurt Me While My Mom
Was At Work,Or You Would Have
Kiled My Baby Brother
I Despize You, And Hope
That You Burn In Hellz!!
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