You Take the Blame
Feelings of hatred,
seep down through my veins.
Crying alone on my bed,
tears of guilt and shame.
Why did you do it?
That night against my will.
Feelings of fear and suicide,
Haunt me still.
You made me feel worthless,
like a sick, dirty, mutt.
Like a knife that slides through me,
making cut after cut.
My feelings for you,
will always stay the same.
For you are the perpetrator,
You Take The Blame!
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