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The Last Call (To My Rapists)
I can't say y'alls' names
Without fear coursing through my veins
There's not an hour that goes by
Where I don't wonder why
Why you did what you did.
It's not fair
It was just some fun for you but now you've moved on
But I, I'm left in despair
I grabbed a knife and drew on my skin and blood was drawn
My peace is gone.
You stole the last bit of innocence that was left in me
Now all that's left is a damaged soul and I'm lost at sea
And there's no captain sailing in the right direction it seems
‘Cause every night I fear to sleep; I don't want any more...