Memorys from the Monsters
Shh dont tell dont talk dont wail.But stop I wont tell just stop!
Ha ha shut up your nothing to me
I push and punch and kick and scream
Silence is within him
I somehow pushed him away like i some how always do
Looks are traided
I say fuck off
he almost starts to smirk
So I grab the knife and say it again
He hesitates knowing last time I cut him
Just like the drunken cousin
I dare not say
For he knows that he would have
But once again the fight was on
And once again I pushed him away running out the room
three guys in one story three sides to each
It dosnt get easier you just get feed up
Like the guy from school found out I dont play with that
Now four guys to my story a long sad tale but still I must learn still i must live.
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