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by Kirstie   May 8, 2007


I wasn't hiding from you
i didn't run away
i knew that you would find me,
just didn't no what day

i wont no what to do
when you knock upon my door
please when you get here
don't hurt me anymore

the memories are clear now
the visions are still there
all the times you made me do things
while pulling on my hair

i had to hide the bruises
big black marks upon my face
furniture busted up
from where you threw it round the place

looking back i was a prisoner
but finally I'm free
i had to run for my life
when you pulled a knife on me

your friends thought it was great
the way you treated me
sat me on a pedal stool
for everyone to see

but when the door was shut and locked
it was clearly plain to see
you wanted someone to punish
and that someone was always me

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