the unsaid

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    the unsaid

    i held in these tears
    this vengeful side of me
    in the pit of my soul i am screaming
    killing you
    like your killing me
    inside trecherous evil thoughts remain
    im so beautiful they say
    im what others arnt
    i ask for forgiveness evryday
    as i sin in my ways
    am i suppose to be unspoken
    these horrible lies u have said
    am i suppose to love u
    to blame me
    not blame him
    rip out my hair
    scream your name
    fuck u
    im fed up
    havent got enough
    hating all
    my anger is never ending
    forgive me i repent
    im so sick of this shit
    the wrath of the last
    like im some kind of slave
    beging for mercy
    release my soul
    mend this pain
    i walk with this hole in my heart
    like you ripped it all apart
    how can i be beautiful anymore
    when u took my all

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