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Apr 2012
Battles constantly arise
And while words flew like knives
I never thought you would hurt a fly
Never thought you were that far gone
But today
Today is the day you proved me wrong
You pushed me
So I pushed back
Your hand went to my head
And you never looked back
To see the fear in my eyes
Your swear I'm not your blood
Okay
Why would I give a ****
I don't want you to be a part of my life
Your hateful
Your nothing but ****
I wish
I really wish
I would have beaten you
So you could feel as hated as I did
You could feel the pain
I always had to hide
Your hand went to my hair
And from there I knew
It wasnt going to end alright
You pulled hard
I wanted to hit
I wanted to scream
It would have been self defense
But no one would believe me
Who would suspect you to touch me
I don't even believe it
Yup. The ***** decided to pull my hair. Someone **** her?
Johnnie Rae
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Johnnie Rae  25/F/New Jersey
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