Thanks.

October 18, 2011
By Anonymous

You won’t play your sick little games with me anymore.
I’m not here for you to push around,
to yell at, to take your blame.
You twisted my reality and changed my world,
mind-f****** me until I was numb to your wrath.
You left me, a broken shell of the girl who once was.

Well, a new girl stepped into that shell,
And she’s immune to your tricks.
So thanks.


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