My Poems & Stuff
Chills ran down my spine
As you took what was mine.
Memories run through my head
Of the day you held me to the bed.
I screamed in pain
But no one came...
I still have nightmares of that day
The day he took it away.
How could he be so shallow?
Do you get what I'm saying, do you even follow?
He committed a crime
The day he took what was mine...
It's getting hard to swallow
As chills run back down my spine
while I think of this... one last time.
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