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You threw me down the steps
You hit me in the face
You beat me black and blue
What a total disgrace.

Fuck some whore
Then come home to me
Bust my lip, you prick
Just to see me bleed.

Turned my friends away
No one was allowed to care
Fucked if I glanced at someone
Fucked if they stared.

It was always my fault--
I was the slut, the whore
So you put me in the closet
Then you locked the door.

Drinking your beer
Smoke all the weed
If you weren't fucked up
You weren't happy.

All I was was your bitch
Your doormat, your rug
I was good to beat and fuck
But not to love and hug.

You cocksucker I hope you rot in Hell
For the shit you put me through
But it was my fault all along
Because I stayed with you.

Then I found a way out
I found a way to leave
I fucked him in our bed
Bitch, you got decieved.

I could've fucked others
But I'm not a cheatin' whore
I could've fucked your brother
Like you said I did before.

You fucked with my life
Asshole--you fucked with my head
I used to just hate you
Now I just wish you dead!

Through it all I stayed
I stuck it out by your side
Know this you ass hole--
When I said I loved you--I LIED!

Serves you right
All you wanted was pussy, ass and head
In the end you rotten bitch
Fucking you was a dread!

Beatings, Jealousy, constant battles
I was never good enough
You fucked with me til I fucked him
Til I'd fuckin had enough.

I knew you'd kick me out
His dick was my only way to leave
I fucked him in our bed
Bitch, you got decieved!







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On Friday January 28th, 2005, rondant (76) writes:
I love this...favs it....Ronda


On Monday July 5th, 2004, An Expired Member (30) writes:
wow! words of hate brought to life. feelings arise inside me wanting to kill this guy.



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