"Damaged people are dangerous. They know they can survive"--- Josephine Hart
You've pushed me down for far too long
And now I'm growing to be strong
What's done is done
You think you've won
And that that you'll
Pass this test
I'm seeing through your lies
I'm all that you've got left
I'm damaged, broken
Few marbles left
And yet
I see that I've Survived
Let's see how you handle it.
This world of spite and hate
You'll wish for hope
You'll seek you're death,
Some solace help.
Sometimes it comes too late.
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