Rough
The more you say 'I Hate You'
the more i want to prove you dont
You hit me
i like it that way
You say im worthless
but if i truely was would you have bothered to say it
You abuse me
i like it rough
You say 'I wish you were dead'
little do you know i am
at least pain is a feeling i can count on
Copyright © Lucinda Bors | Year Posted 2008
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