Broken

May 4, 2009
By Anonymous

I crawl on my hands and knee,
breaking my pride,
saying no,
begging you.
You continue as if I'm not there,
ignoring my words,
killing me.
You stop and go away,
leaving me alone,
deserting me,
feeling nothing.
I lay broken on the cold ground,
my soul raped,
my trust broken,
my life destroyed.



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