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finnaly free
you beat me
even made me bleed
bleed from my nose
bleed from my mouth
you kicked me in my ribs
but did i cry?
no
you broke my hand you broke my leg
but did i still fight?
yes
you pushed me around till i could not even walk
but did i give up?
no
you think i was so week and i would give into you
did i give in?
no
you went and grabbed a knife from the kitchen
you grabbed me by my leg and cut my leg
i began to bleed
blood dripping form the fresh cut wound
the blood ran down my leg and across the floor
but did i flinch?
no i did not
did i try to run?
no i did not
you took that same knife
slice into my other leg making it bigger
did i cry?
no i did not
i looked down ant both my legs with two diffrent cut in them
watching the blood drip very slowly form the cuts
and across the floor
you ripped my shirt off
you kiss my chest and then you take that same knife
you cut into my chest by carving the words (death)
then you grabbed me by the hair
you put the knife on my neck you made a small cut as my blood began to drip a bit faster from that cut
you drop the knife
i hear the knife hit the floor
you take your hands and cover my mouth
i grab your hand gasping for a breath
my eyes close slightly
you take your hands off
i look up at you i take one last breath
and i say( thank you for setting me free)
my eye close tightly
my body shuts down
by the time you realize what you have done
i will already be free from your abuse
you will beg and cry for me to come back
but i wont wake up
thank you for finaly setting my soul free
even made me bleed
bleed from my nose
bleed from my mouth
you kicked me in my ribs
but did i cry?
no
you broke my hand you broke my leg
but did i still fight?
yes
you pushed me around till i could not even walk
but did i give up?
no
you think i was so week and i would give into you
did i give in?
no
you went and grabbed a knife from the kitchen
you grabbed me by my leg and cut my leg
i began to bleed
blood dripping form the fresh cut wound
the blood ran down my leg and across the floor
but did i flinch?
no i did not
did i try to run?
no i did not
you took that same knife
slice into my other leg making it bigger
did i cry?
no i did not
i looked down ant both my legs with two diffrent cut in them
watching the blood drip very slowly form the cuts
and across the floor
you ripped my shirt off
you kiss my chest and then you take that same knife
you cut into my chest by carving the words (death)
then you grabbed me by the hair
you put the knife on my neck you made a small cut as my blood began to drip a bit faster from that cut
you drop the knife
i hear the knife hit the floor
you take your hands and cover my mouth
i grab your hand gasping for a breath
my eyes close slightly
you take your hands off
i look up at you i take one last breath
and i say( thank you for setting me free)
my eye close tightly
my body shuts down
by the time you realize what you have done
i will already be free from your abuse
you will beg and cry for me to come back
but i wont wake up
thank you for finaly setting my soul free
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