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Jan 2015
He said
She said
They said
I bled

Blind eye
Don't want to know why
Stay in my issue
Using up tissues

What's behind the abuse
The frustration, accusations, mis-use
Don't look at me they said
It was him, not me she pled
She caused this, it's all in her head

What would I be without my pain
For what else could I use my brain
Than to go over and over the past
I can only be a victim if I finish last

Strip me bare I say
Take my roles and my history away
See who will love the true me then
When my essence remains and I have faced my own sin
Written by
Dianna Wallis  New Zealand
(New Zealand)   
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