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I look down at my body,

I see the scars I left,

I see the scars you left.

I see the cigarette burns

There on my fucking ankle

My siblings see those

My friends see those

My parents have seen them.

I wonder if they know that your part of them.

You said you loved me

When my friend put the trigger to his fucking brain,

You were there to heal me,

When my friend popped his last pill,

You were there to dry my eyes

When I told you of losing my virginity at 15,  by my best friend,

NOT BECUASE I FUCKING CHOSE TOO!

but because he forced me too.

You knew!!!

You knew the cuts on my body were from me!

You loved me

Then you fooled me

Then you fucked my brain up

Fucked my life up

I hurt myself because of you

You hurt me

Beat me black and blue

But what hurt the most

The scars on my fucking brain

On my heart

There still there! They will always be there!

At night when I scream in my bed for you to get your fucking hands off me

Then I cry for you?!

Wtf is wrong with me?

I see a gun,

I see pills,

I see my dead friends walking in my dreams

I see my monster touching me

Then I see you.

Your the fucking worst of them all.

You left me!

You broke me!

Now I don't know if I feel.

I just know I miss you,

But not the you now.

The you I miss is long gone he fucking killed himself or at least the drugs did.

This new you. 

He's the devil

He's you.