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its not ok

Contributed by darkness_angel on Sunday, 4th June 2006 @ 01:06:09 AM in AEST
Topic: drugabuse



you hit me around
then said it was ok
i wanted you to accept me
so i believed everything you'd say

i didn't know any better
i was just a little girl
you took advantage of me
in this huge twisted world

i thought if i'd scream
you might go away
but no, you would just hit me
and say shut up ***** ok

then one night
you were babysitting again
but this time
you brought a friend

i begged mum and dad
not to leave me with you
but there was nothing i could say
and nothing i could do

then i turned around
to see a smile on your face
you told my mum and dad
you'd look after the place

when they were gone
you and your friend pulled down my pants
took my shirt off
and made me pose and dance

but guess what JIM
i'm all grown up
and my family knows
you treated my like your slut

so run and hide you dirty pig
because the police are after you
and i'll be in your memories
no matter what you do




Copyright © darkness_angel ... [ 2006-06-04 01:06:09]
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Re: its not ok (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 4th June 2006 @ 03:00:55 AM AEST
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Damn. That was an emotional piece. He deserves whatever he gets.


Re: its not ok (User Rating: 1 )
by girish on Sunday, 4th June 2006 @ 08:36:16 AM AEST
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the poem runs into my hearts thrashing it. fate will never leave anyone untouched. beleive in god. sister read my poems they will give you energy.
girish




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