Personal Narrative Analysis

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You are the bullet that's ripped through my skin
Digging into my heart
You were the knife that stab me in my back
Several times and now my body is paralyze
Your my depression pills that the doctor told me to take
Becuz I am still traumatized by being raped
You lived in my shadow protecting me
Holding on to me
I should had died when my boyfriend shot me in my chest
I should had died when he stab me serveral times in my back
I should had went insane when he raped me.. Before we even met
His mission was to kill all my happiness, pride, and everything I love
But he won
One time
When he reveal his true self to me
That when I gave up
But you whisper softy in my ears
Telling me don't feed into his tears
And as I watched him die the same way he tried

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