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Old 08-19-2016, 01:12 PM View Post #1 (Link) (Her) Therapy
Elle_Black_tea (Offline)
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To her, the one who is always there to step on my throat. (A bit modified to be more acceptable.)

Therapy

What the (heck) just happened here
I feel you inside my head,
Crawling maggots of your dodges
Seconds left before I'm banned.

Dirty fingers in my senses
Rubbing mind away to rust,
Butchering the damaged virtues,
Sucking pleasure out of lust.

So thatís the end Ė Iím suffocating,
My self-need is dismally fading.
You won the battle. Play the game
And Iíll come back with no restraint.

Tied up to a CT table
With my will set on the shelf,
This is hurting so much more than
I have ever done myself.

I donít need your (broken) balance
Please just give me back my soul
Vail not your sadistic cares,
Hear the words shoved in my throat.

So thatís the end Ė Iím suffocating,
And my self-want Ė dismally fading
You won the battle, not the game.
I will come back with no restraint.

Iím an abnormal
Self destroyer
So they said.
But I will never... never forget.
Never return.
I wonít regret.
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