Set me free from misery

by BrokenVodkaBottle   Jan 18, 2010


Look in the bin
pictures torn and riped
memorys being burned
erased bit by bit

The house she lives in
cant be called a home
mentally abused
so fuc...king alone

No one knows
No one can see
deep down this girl cries
figuring out ways to set herself free

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