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[aid] => mick
[title] => ''Ruined my memories...''
[time] => 2005-02-07 08:30:03
[hometext] => "Some people might want to deny the truth, they're oh so good at it..."
[bodytext] => 'I still remember the telling from your room, Glasses breaking, I prayed it be over soon, But the violence still went on, Even after you were gone.' Don't touch me! You think it's funny!?! DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHAT YOU'VE DONE!?! (You've done) And I still remember, The pain, From when you threw me on the floor, (please daddy no more) And I still REMEMBER! (I can still hear) Torture in my ear, Your threats! YOUR WORDS! And I still fear you... LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE TO ME! (Broken) This little girl, Can't take anymore, She still hides from your MAN-MADE WAR! BROKEN! Bruised! Sore...USED! YOU WILL BOTH PAY! Through razor blades i'll heal my pain, But what you never realised, Is that some bruises, Never fade... Don't touch me there! I can't believe you even dared! TO RUN YOUR HANDS THROUGH MY HAIR! And I still REMEMBER! The words you told me, Is it really ok for you to do this to me!?! And I can still REMEMBER! (I can still feel) Your hands on my skin, INTERNAL! I bleed from within! BUT YOU DIDN'T CARE! YOU KNEW I WAS SCARED! This little girl, Can't take anymore, She still hides from your MAN-MADE WAR! BROKEN! Bruised! Sore...USED! YOU WILL BOTH PAY! Through razor blades i'll heal my pain, But what you never realised, Is that some bruises, Never fade... My innocense shattered in your arms, Torn with every sick demand, The one who stole my chaste, (And i'm so ashamed) And I can't just hide it all away, Fool you into thinking i'm ok, Because nothing in this life works that way, And I'm still so afraid... This little girl, Can't take anymore, She still hides from your MAN-MADE WAR! BROKEN! Bruised! Sore...USED! YOU WILL BOTH PAY! Through razor blades i'll heal my pain, But what you never realised, Is that some bruises, Never fade... Though crimson rivers from these scars still pour, My hands aren't red with blame like yours, Yet I am still consumed with guilt... Written by Beth Martell, 2004 (c) Taken from 'Father/Lover' also written by Beth Martell, 2002 (c) [comments] => 1 [counter] => 157 [topic] => 71 [informant] => xMizeriex [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => secrets )
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