Farewell letter to you, bastard...

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By these cuts kill.. •

My heart has been ripped to shreds And as I wonder if it can ever be repaired, You stand in front of me, And I realize, my heart will forever be ripped Because that evil grin replays Over and over inside my head And, as I fall to the floor, As an emotional wreck, You laugh and you smile, And you say your work here is done. You must have hated me to do this. Wouldn’t it have been easier for you To just kill me and end it for good? Or did you need to see me suffer For the rest of my sorrowful life? Now my life will be ended, With this so pure knife, I’ll slit my wrists and watch them bleed, I’ll end my life drowning in my own blood and tears. The way that this slut deserves to I hate what my life has now become Your face forever printed into my eyes Your name printed forever into my body, as scars. This razor helps, Of that i'm sure But only for so long Before I need a new release. Not only from the pain inside But from my life I cant take myself anymore, I cant watch me hurt another person, Because of you I hate you. But worse than that, I TRUSTED YOU I LOVED YOU I WAS RAPED BY YOU I WAS KILLED BY YOU Not by your hands, but by your actions, Your hands over my body I can still feel to this very day YOU WRECKED MY LIFE YOU DIDN’T CAR YOU NEVER LOVED ME YOU ARE HEARTLESS AND FOR THIS I WILL DIE TONIGHT ONE LAST TIME I WILL SAY GOODBYE ONE LAST TIME I WILL CRY I WILL CRY FOR THE LIFE I LOST I WILL CRY FOR THE FRIENDS I LOST. The memories good, forgotten, The memories bad, forever replay, So this is my farewell letter to you I hope you are happy Because I have lived in hell For one nights pleasure for you! I’ll sign this letter in my blood, So you know I speak no word of a lie I hope you can find can find it in yourself to smile But I know you will Because you enjoy other peoples pain so much And its because of you I will end my life. Goodbye you fucking bastard I hope you rot in hell.

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October 29, 2005 15:56DONNA

HE S0UNDS LIKE A RIGHT BASTARD I FELT LIKE THAT ONCES WHEN MY DAD WAS HITTING MY MUM WHILE I WATCHED I HOPED HE WOULD DIE A LONELY OLD MAN

August 12, 2009 06:58Cortney shea.

geez im srry you went through something like that my dad has a short temper so i've seen him hit my mom, one time even with a flip flop. but it's a very deep poem and it is very good.