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lost night
Listening to music
I get lost
A man comes up tells me
That I could be a good time
I want to run
But the drugs from the bar
Make me stand as still as a wall
I breathe in
Out
He runs his hands in my body
As I began to cry
My voice stiffeners
My throat is filled with a towel
He turns me around
I see his eyes
Blacker than the part he calls
A soul
I shouldn't have went out
I lay there
Fighting to break free
He his my arm
Its broken
I cry harder
He says to stop
But I disobey
He burns me
I feel every inch
Saddened at the thought
When he is done
I lay there
He kisses my cheek takes it out
And tells me to tell none
But.....
I go home
Wash the nasty off of me
My tears fill the shower
I told no one
I cut my leg deep with a knife
I cut to deep now
I lay with no life
I get lost
A man comes up tells me
That I could be a good time
I want to run
But the drugs from the bar
Make me stand as still as a wall
I breathe in
Out
He runs his hands in my body
As I began to cry
My voice stiffeners
My throat is filled with a towel
He turns me around
I see his eyes
Blacker than the part he calls
A soul
I shouldn't have went out
I lay there
Fighting to break free
He his my arm
Its broken
I cry harder
He says to stop
But I disobey
He burns me
I feel every inch
Saddened at the thought
When he is done
I lay there
He kisses my cheek takes it out
And tells me to tell none
But.....
I go home
Wash the nasty off of me
My tears fill the shower
I told no one
I cut my leg deep with a knife
I cut to deep now
I lay with no life
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