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May 2016
Used and bruised like a broken porcelain doll,
kicked down and pushed around behind these prison walls.
Wrote letters and letters that just piled up,
because what I had to say to you just wasn't enough.
The arguments and dreadful thoughts scream inside my head,
lingering inside of me wishing I were dead.
Missing and wishing are emotions brought just recently,
Since the night I lost you..the accident.. just haunts me.
And it plays over and over in my head...
The violent screams, the screeching tires.
A splash of blood, the burning fire.
How could this happen in the blink of an eye, all my life's worth ripped away that night..
I hurt you to death so I hurt myself more,
I trap myself away behind this locked up door.
Piles of paper wishing you were here,
fill up my wishing well year by year.
I wanna rip my heart out no matter what the cost,
I'd rather rot in hell than lose what I have lost.
But reality, it hits me, I'll never really die,
because the worst of all punishments is to forever be alive... and it plays over inside my head...
The violent cry, the screeching tires.
A splash of blood, the burning fire...
How could this happen?! in the blink of an eye?? ALL my life's worth just ripped away that night.... oh that dreadful night...
Kay
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Kay  26/F
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       Steven Forrester and complexify
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