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Submitted:Oct 13, 2007    Reads: 71    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


Stick a fork in me, I'm done
I'm done with all your lies
Are you happy now, you won

You beat me down and blackened my eyes

You took away all the happy things we ever had

And you threw them away

Then replaced them with everything bad

Why did you choose it to be this way?

Blow after blow tear after tear

You always left me there to cry

And filled with fear

Fear you'd come back and this time I'd die

You see the fear you inflict on me

And how I flinch when you pick up your hand

You are not the person you perceived to be

You always want what you want in demand

You always want sex when you want

You want it how you want it and do not care

Care that it will always haunt

What you do to me is never fair

I can do much better than you

And you know it
I always knew it too

So think about me walking out of the door with every hit





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