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Jun 2019
She sits there and she acts like shes okay, she acts like shes fine but in reality every time
She sees a knife she wonders what would be the price she pays to just rip open the wounds once
More the wounds from when she was dragged along the floor from when she said she wanted
To sleep in her own bed but he started a fight a fight derived from a simple request to sleep in
Her own **** bed at night, i'm lonely he says just sleep in my bed, look i’ll clean up, no that's
Not enough she finally speaks up, i'm going home now home where its safe where you cant
Keep me awake or constantly point out my flaws, look look at my scars there here cause of you
From when you said i wasn't good enough from when you said i was looking for attention, so
Goodbye at last and i mean it this time, i'm not coming back like the last time goodbye
Written by
isabel
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