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You're lying
I'm dying
Inside my head
Body's heavy as lead

Waiting for you
My fingers turn blue
Circulation's end
Words offend

I desperately need help
Hear a scream, a yelp
Look into my dreams
Life ain't what it seems

Self-loathing, I cry
And wipe my face dry
You drop me to hell
From this abode I dwell

Slap me and hit
Beat me to s***
Blood stained blouse
After you carouse

Penetrate beneath clothes
Keeping quiet so no one knows
What you did that night
That dirty, awful sight

Cops come take you under arrest
Myself in shock after incest
You were a father to me
And now a mother I'll be

It's not what I think
I can't see, I can't blink
You're awkwardly vile
I shrink back in denial

For days I wept
I hadn't slept
This feeling I can't keep
I know I'm in too deep