The knife that lies in the palm of my hand
Is the only thing on my mind
It's the knife that got me through so much
It is my best friend
My only friend
Taking my pain away
And replacing it with the most amazing feeling
I do this because of you
You stole from you
You make me feel dirty
The way you touched my body
And refused to stop until you got what you wanted
You make me feel weak
Holding me down
Trapping me underyour sweaty body
You made me into a statistic
Many girls get raped
Some even get killed after
But do you know how many bring death on themself?
Alot.
They just give up and kill themself
But I'm not going to do that!
I won't let you win!
I can't.
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