Amy Kerswell Poems

When I'm dead and gone will you hate me?
Will you blame yourself?

Now I'm dead and cold in my grave.
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My death is near.
Its on its way to me.
when now Im dragged down.
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I remember the way you forced me.
You spread my legs.
You took my clothes.
You took my childhood
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When I close my eyes.
All the evil that you did.
Returns and kills me inside.
I see you standing there.
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The cuts I inflict.
The cuts I make.
Dosent hurt.
I'm alive.
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I died a year or two ago.
And went to the skies above.
But Im not far away.
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Although I ve gone away
I'll never ever be far away.
I can see you from the skies above.
I see you from above
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Please dont be angry.
Please try and understand
It was a hard descision for me to make
To slip throught the door.
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You ve shattered my dreams
You shattered all that I had known.
You took my innocence away.
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I will see you standing there
With that smile upon your face
And the twisted way your face looks
I would always no what was coming next.
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