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Don't give it if you can't take it and taking it to court doesn't count.


Submitted:Feb 20, 2013    Reads: 11    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   


Bring Me to Court

Basketball, dodgeball, fists of hate

Bruises, cuts, tears that burn

Curl up in hiding and wait

Sit and wait for my turn

Break my heart to pieces of glass

Laugh as I hurt deep inside

Hoping that this shall come to pass

Tortured on this never ending ride

Mend the cuts from you and from me

Skin like a canvas of an army battle

Hope to wake to find it all just a dream

Let the story of my life travel

Bring yourself infront of me on a dare

Now its my turn to take your happiness to escort

And if this isn't fair

If it doesnt meet your life's rules

Bring me to court





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