KArma

by Nicole   Aug 4, 2005


I feel like I'm burned alive.
I feel I will never know how to survive. You kill a little part of me everyday. It's not just your actions but everything you say. You damaged my heart and stopped my dreaming. You killed my soul and left me screaming. You sit there and watch me burn. You don't Know soon it will be your turn. Soon I will hurt you like you hurt me. soon I will make you see. Things between us will never be the same I'm done playing your sick twisted game.

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