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Freeing My Soul, A Work In Progress

Wash the putrid stench of your malice off my free mind  
 
"Why don't you just kill yourself? You'll never amount to anything anyways."  
 
Haunting  
Seared into my memory  
 
Every weakness exposed  
 
( He spits in my face )  
"Whore!"  
"Fucking cunt!"  
 
He gets off on my pain  
 
Yet I will rise  
Above & beyond his ill will  
And warped sense of humanity  
Sever myself from his distorted reality  
 
Rip the scabs off my wounds  
I will shed no fucking tears for you  
Once you tried to steal my soul  
Now I spit in YOUR face with my victory!  
No longer can you demolish my sense of self worth  

Be the wrist to a rusty blade  
As your stain on this world fades away
Written by KandiceBush (Kandice Bush)
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