Sunday, April 29, 2007
I Will Survive
You took my compassion- You ended my childhood- You stole virtue- anihilated my self-worth and smiled at the pain on my face. You left me- battered, bruised, forsaken. In the darkness of grief- the prisoner of a long night. I want to hurt you like you hurt me- I want to scream until the memory...
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