Abuse

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Understanding me

I want to be noticed but not too much you noticed me but you shouldn't have noticed me that way I was pure...

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Painted Pain

Painted Pain

You scraped out what was left of my guts and you called it my soul,

You smeared me on your palette...

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This Sunday

This Sunday

The police came to take the murder weapon away this Sunday,

I told them to send their strongest...

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Shattering

Shattering

No one told me that my mind was putty in your hands

I was malleable.

It didn't even hurt...

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Monster ( domestic abuse )

Monster ( domestic abuse )

His Carmel coated skin still haunts me
His charcoal eyes still invaded my sleep with endless...

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Free

Free

She keeps him under lock and key,
Freedom of the day not he,
She monitors his thoughts,...

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In the Cry

Why do you say I'm in the wrong
When you are the problem
You cant blame me for
What...

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Toxic release

Toxic release

Toxic people are everywhere there identified by there evil stare.

So walk away there’s no...

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Lightbulbs

Typical summer night.
School is almost over, and I've read every book in sight.
She's home,...

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Don't let niggaz change u

Don't let niggaz change u

Don't let these niggaz change you. All women in our own ways are forever beautiful. Don't let these niggas...

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Storms make trees take...

No storm nor pain nor fear will hold me back, from the anger that will be free , olny if you dare walk through...
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Sin

Jan 31. 2018 @ 7:24am

Sipping on some wine as I close my eyes to think of him, dear Lord please...

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He loves me, He loves me not

He loves me, He loves me not

He loves me
He holds my hand
He loves me not
He tightens his grip around my wrist...

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Wednesdays

Wednesday night, crouched on my beige couch, book in hand.
A book about a fairy, a boy and a pirate...

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Realisation.

A huge part of my life had been taken away but The people around me never knew that i had a Verbal Gun held...

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I Keep The Past in Boxes

I Keep The Past in Boxes

I keep the past in boxes
On differing levels.
Those that caused me the most pain
Are...

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My Story

My Story

As I walk down the hall I am sore
“What is a whore?”
I walk to the car
“Will it leave...