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Nov 2014
the way you goad me
the way you make me ******
the way you do things to me
how you think I'm worthless
you've told me it time and time again
why do you do this
who the hell do you think you are
the way you watch me
the way you're possessive of me
the way you make me feel
you kiss me and caress me
like I'm the only one to you
you make me feel like I'm flying
then you turn on me
you glare and yell at me
for nothing, because all I hear is yelling
you hit me and beat me
until you are satisfied
that I'm down enough
I'm crying now, because of you
I'm turning from you
turning away from your barking laugh
the one that was so comforting not long ago
so now that you're here, I have to ask
who the hell do you think you are
I could have swore you loved me
all the time you held me
all the time we spent
just holding each other
who the hell do you think you are
*I miss the best of us, where did you go
Livingdeadgirl
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Livingdeadgirl  Pennsylvania, USA
(Pennsylvania, USA)   
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