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Fujiko1
Written on: 10/12/09
These scars remind me of the pain I feel
They remind me that it’s all too real
Each cut, each scar inside
Each bruise I bear these tears I hide
The memories that I hate so much
Times when I wanted touch
A hug, a kiss, a soothing phrase
Instead, I got so ******** crazed
The names she calls me hurt
Each time, knives cut through dirt
Deeper than any blade could reach
Is this what she wanted to teach?
I learned from her, the master beast
Now, the child has been released
A ravenous beast, the creature born
Hides in wait, but always scorned
Drowning in sorrow, it’s hard to survive
Mostly hated, it hurts to be alive
Each name she’s called me, each phrase she’s used
I’m her entertainment; she seems amused
- Title: Not Titled
- Artist: Polly Odd
- Description: My mom pissed me off. Not one of my best because I wrote it in all of five minutes. Lol. So, yeah. Read, rate, comment?
- Date: 10/12/2009
- Tags: titled
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Comments (1 Comments)
- wolfgrl12 - 10/17/2009
- its pretty good 4 working on it in 5 minutes. I like it cause i can refer to it............5/5
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