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Tortured Life
People's intentions never change,
They just want, take what they need.
My heart and soul is in their range,
They rip and tear the pieces away.
They can tell me false intentions,
Make me bleed with their razor tongues.
Do things that I should not mention,
Just to see what they can tear away.
Tears and sweat mix with dark blood,
Every time I am allowed to breathe.
My bones broken, wounds caked with mud,
I have no choice but to succumb to them.
But you all promised a better love,
When you used me and tore me apart.
This face, body, I need to get rid of,
Just to stop this torturous game.
