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[aid] => mick
[title] => A Razor's Smug Reveal
[time] => 2005-09-16 20:59:32
[hometext] => “A person may be guilty of child abuse that he or she did not personally commit if that person had legal responsibility for the child and failed to protect the child from the abuser.”~to mom and dad for not protecting me from myself. You're guilty
[bodytext] => Strings of bruises on my back The rash, the sting of the slap Truth was never sweet Never bitter Soak yourself in my defeat I’m dead and withered Stand up, pull me to my feet Look me in the eyes Convince, devise A plan to pull me back into the life The life I regret living Here’s a gift, this is blood I’m giving A razor’s smug reveal I took the time, not counting Not counting on your find Somewhere in the back of my mind I went blind To the swell, the scar So here we are The sting of the slap The truth, its attack Never sweet So here is bitter Soaked lies, defeat I’m dead, forgive the sinner Clap me in irons Keep the cupboards locked Mom and dad I’m the abuser The child rapist, the user I’m deceiving myself Worth is regret in your eyes And I’m justified In the string of bruises on my back The sting of the slap The truth is, I was never sweet I was always bitter I was never strong I’m a quitter Giving you the life you gave Here the razor’s pay I just want to run Run away Because I’m guilty You’re guilty The hands of the unknowing And here is my blood in the sink My hours of confinement Look me in the eyes I’m dead inside I did this I did this To myself Soak yourself in my defeat Lock me up, retreat There’s nothing left to see here But the bitter truth You watched me abused The razors smug reveal And clatter I walk away We’re all dead and withered Forgive the sinners [comments] => 4 [counter] => 172 [topic] => 55 [informant] => weepingprophet [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => dedicatedpoems )
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