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"Murder She Wrote"

"You love me. You know you do, say it."

Though wouldn't you like to know how badly you messed up my nerve cells, making me manly and not the soft girl I once was and still try to be. I am damaged you dumb fuck, I hate you like I've never hated anyone, so much hate it brings hot tears over my waterlines... Though at the same time I fear you for what you've done to me.

"You can't leave me."

At the time I wanted to but once I tried to stand up for myself you pushed me onto my stomach and hurt my insides, I wish that was all that happened through our relationship, if you could call it that at all. Not only did you guide me into the darkness I am just now getting out of, you made me hate the feeling of most things sexual you ruthless bastard.

"C'mon, moan, you like it."

God, the pain and the rubbing of dry skin, how could I ever love this feeling of plastic inside of myself, between my thighs invaded my body in ways I didn't think possible. Everytime you hurt me, I wanted to hurt you back, fuck you with the handle of a brush or screwdriver to see how you like it. No, I'm sorry, don't put that cold metal up my other opening--but you never listened.

"I'm sorry..."

Words you never fucking meant, I was drowning in the tears and blood you made me swallow, if I could see you now I'd tear you down and pin you down. Bruise your body with a hammer so you couldn't leave me like I couldn't leave you. Insult your self esteem until you cried and begged me to stop, that it wasn't fair. I'll smile as I strip you bare and hold your dick in my hands, pushing and twisting the cold, sharp pointed tip of the screwdriver into your piece, tearing your insides and tugging at nerves like you did me. Only then I want you to say 'sorry' for what you did, scream it, cry, no one will hear you like no one heard me. I'll ask you to moan because I think you like that pain, you like the bloodied area between your legs, everyone knows that.

I'd fuck you like you fucked my twelve year frame.
I'd tear you up from inside out like you tore me up.
I'd rape you with no mercy to your screams like you did to me.

Karma's a bitch, I told myself I'd get you back and I have---with words that bruise.
Written by Whispered_Words (DRooney)
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