For all those years I sat and rotted
Scared, bruised, cut and spotted
From the pain and torment of years long past
The scars on my heart will always last.
Until the day I die my hands will bleed
Covered with the blood of a mans young greed
I spit when I see
Pictures of a younger me
It shocks me now, how could I be him?
Cut bruised scared from limb to limb
Broken soul broken hearted
I wish my life had never started
Please god save me show me the way
I can’t take it I don’t want to stray

*note this is in no way my work, simply cut'n'pasted from my bf's lj. his
work, his words, his memory. leave some great comments for him, would you?
 
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