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Memories of Abuse |
| When they chip away and they do They take the nicest piece of you The piece you are supposed to share With someone for whom you really care That special piece the important one The one for love and not just for fun Take it away and make it theirs Show you without it you can't share The good part of the giving of you Just ripped away no longer a part You piece of meat, no fun, no heart, No love, no spirit, no fight, no one Will ever understand the pain that comes Each time they take a piece of you away At night when all is still they rise within It seems they always will The memories of pain The photos of shame Living those moments all over again |