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My Haunting Secret
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Depressed Poetry feel the blade slice through me
as it has so many times before
leaving one more slash mark
an imprint on my heart
your tongue so sharp
cuts through my ears
so deadly and cold
and out pours the tears
my hopes and dreams smashed
as the blood trickles down my body
the cold hard truth of the past
finally killing whats left inside
nightmares would be soothing
compared to this memory
that night you ripped my life apart
when you placed a hand on me
still feeling that hard hitting blow
before i feel to my knees
crying out for someone to save me
watching my misery
brought a smile to anothers face
finally getting what i truely deserved
is all that he will say
never again she promises me
will she strike me down so low
staring at my bruised soul
forever marked in memory
haunting me so long inside
never did i tell a soul
from my own guardian angel
i did recieve a blow
