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Have you ever felt so broken
That you never want to show your face?
Have you ever felt used or abused
Till the point of a horrible fate?
As I sit and wonder,
Why we did such a thing,
The thought of it all makes me scream.
I hate to sit and think,
About humiliation and shame,
The broken bones and busted veins.
I feel so used,
So broken and bruised,
From things kept inside,
Things that won’t hide.
I have him so much,
The one that knew,
He took advantage,
Then emotions grew.
I began to like him,
He grew further away,
Now I finally realize,
That what he wanted
Was to play.
I have found out now
That what he does is lie,
While is sit here and wonder,
Why do I cry?





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