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Created on: August 03, 2010 Last Updated: August 07, 2010
This life takes my words away
My very breath is so heavy and strained
Their dark minds clashed against the light in mine
Whenever I turned there was a knife
I can't explain why it hurts
Those cold shoulders they showed to me
There I was in need truely unhappy
But how can you call them a friend if they are never seen
In all the times I was afraid I could not call upon them to help me
Their hearts I thought were pure
Now I look upon them as closed doors
I was used then thrown aside
I poured into them every ounce of life
If this is what I'm granted for caring too much
My feelings are so damaged from what they have done
I did everything they wanted of me
To the point I didn't feel like a human being
I let my years pass me by never questioned or wondered why
They smashed my heart as they tried to erase me
I was their slave became damned and replaced
There is a bitterness in me that cannot be contained
You stole all the faith I had and threw me to the outside
The hell I went through one day at a time
You all were laughing while I sat alone and cried
I stared at the wall thinking to myself everyday
Of all the things they should have done but stayed away
How could I not be bitter when I've been cored
While I'm that woman who'll forever me scorned
But still you blame me for what I hadn't done for you
I couldn't do anything but you hate me like a fool
I'm sorry but I no longer do anything for the likes of you
I'm bitter but you're the one who's cruel
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