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my feelings of life

Submitted: May 16, 2012

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Submitted: May 16, 2012



You cause my Constant pain and torture.

I have no good memory’s left.

Hurt anger confusion it’s all you leave to me when you fail.

Hatred it’s all I have left to feel.

You expect to walk back into our lives, and pretend I don’t hate you.

How could you do this to us leave us behind forget us waltz back with a new family expecting the old one to forget the past.

Forgetting isn’t something I’m cpable of it’s not some thing I can do.

Theres to much hurt and reopend scars. To much blood poring from re-opend wounds

Wounds that have been reopend over and over again time after time nothing but scars not seen by the light of day but shown when I cry my self to sleep

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