Sunday, August 14, 2011

Hands And Parts

While I was on way to a friends gathering
I came across some boys walking
they spoke to me and said I was pretty
I shied away from complimentary
they tore my dress as I screamed my little screams
and covered my mouth so no one could here me
I bled my soul that day, no recovery
hands and parts in and all over me
this is my story
you can not make me
forget or forgive move on or live
I'm just a shell of a girl that use to be
a little girl who had a smile and a dream
Hands and parts all over me
binding and bleeding and pushing on me
this is the day I lost my virginity
now I'm a shell of a girl that use to be

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