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You would come into my room late at night
And you would act like everything's alright
Like you weren't just sick, and wrong, and disgusting
So you abused the fact that I was so trusting
But I'm older now and could kick your a**
So now when you come round, you just pass
My room, but know that forevermore
I will wish that there had been a lock on my door.
- by emergency services |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 05/18/2009 |
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- Title: Child's Play
- Artist: emergency services
- Description: This is a little poem I wrote about some lovely childhood experiences of mine.
- Date: 05/18/2009
- Tags: childs play
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