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Touch and Go
Break me down and then tear me apart
that\'s all I good for, right?
Treat me like dirt, like I have no heart
by now all I\'ve ever known is spite
Push me, shove me, is this just the start
or are you trying to pick a fight?
I\'m broken already, is that hard to tell
do my tear-sullen eyes lying too?
Do you think I don\'t know how high I fell
are you ever going to be through?
My life is nearing a living kind of hell
that hell is called \'living with you\'
I\'m exhausted by now, a tattered shred
of bloody heart and soul on the wall
With me, crying myself to sleep in bed,
so far gone I have no care at all
I hate you, I hate me, hate storms my head
now it\'s as if I\'m hate\'s thrall
And I have you to thank.
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Comments
Nena the Bat Says:
Woah thats very emotional.. but also very good. ^^
ame Says:
Wow, this is great.
I am greatful there are writers like you...I am always so connected to these sorts of writing...