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I thought this was meant to be fun

I thought we were safe



What have you done

This isn't fun

There is no place where I can feel safe



I'm out all alone

You kicked me from my throne

You batter me

You bruise me

You altogether use me

You trun some against me

You scare them away

But I will seek vengance for this very day



You're nothing

You're worthless

That's how you feel inside

But why have you done this

Made our worlds collide

My friends all say take this in your stride

But you're miles away my friend

You have no idea



I'm scarred

I'm damaged

I'm soiled

I'm naked

I'm without armour

I'm bare

I'm sick

I'm tired

Would death do the trick?



Is there really any going on from here?



I wish that there is

I hope that there is



Otherwise life filled with strife

Might be too much to bare



You used our pets name with other women

I thought that was ours

But not if your giving



You're such a slag

Hope you grab a bag

Suffocate in hate

Debate your wrong doings



You're not my fate