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A child called it
written by XpaperdollX
04:28 AM 1/23/05
This has gone to far,
I can’t take this anymore,
Crying and bleeding late at night,
Don’t you see how much you fucked with my brain,
Your driving my insane,
You have taken this to a new level,
This virus runs inside of my veins,
Is there something wrong with me?
See the wound and pick at it some more,
Digging out your insults with a shovel,
This goes to deep,
Push the fuck over and let me breath,
Do you have any idea what this has done to me,
You made me this way,
Shut up there is nothing more to say,
I am tired of hearing you screaming,
Over stupid little shit,
I am tried of you thinking I am just a child called it.


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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
The title was inspired by the book
'A child called it".

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» Comments / Feedback
by devilchild01 (3-5-2005 - 01:24 PM)
i read that book. it may me want to be sick. all the stuff she did to him.

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