Just angry, needed to get it out., by eleanor maslen Subscribe to rss feed for eleanor maslen

I wish i could stop writing about you!
i should be over this, my life, new!

I WISH YOU WOULD LEAVE MY FUCKING HEAD.
AND MY DERAMS AND MY LIFE, LIKE YOU FUCKING SAID

You know your the only one, that can hurt me still
and in spite, on purpose, you ALWAYS will

Blame me then! for what you did! i was a child! you bastard,
a fucking kid! 

I hope that the moment was worth the pain, and i hope to god
i never see you again.

I hope you rot, in fucking hell, that decay and pain is all
you smell,

I hope you feel what you did to us, TO YOUR DAUGHTER and me,
we lost our trust! 

she was a baby you scumbag, a little girl! her dad was her
hero, her fucking world!

You took from us the right to feel, to love, to care, for us
to heal!

you hardly got punished, they didnt try!! life in prison?!I
hoped you'd Die!!




Posted: 2011-09-02 12:04:07 UTC

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2011-09-07 02:02:03lance
angry no kidding some harshness in this one no doubt

2011-09-07 09:18:36eleanor maslen
as far as i am concernedm this man has no right to life.