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Because of Him
because of him I lost my childhood
because of him I don’t know what’s good
because of him I want to die
because of him I want to cry
because of him I am scared
because of him I am scarred
because of him I can't sleep
because of him it's hard to weep
because of him I cut my wrists
because of him I am always pist
because of him I am how I am
because of him I don’t give a damn
because of him I am sad
because of him I do everything bad
because of him I hate my life
because of him I take the knife
because of him my blood flows
because of him I can't let anyone know
because of him I am trapped
because of him I snapped
© Beth Smith, 2003
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