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You slam the door
and slap my face
I guess it's time to put me
in my rightful place
Leave those bruises
leave that scar
break my leg
I wont go far
I'll hide my hurt
I'll hide my tears
I see in you
my greatest fears
You say you love me
You didn't mean to do it
I pushed you too far
baby, we'll get through it
You cry as you hit me
I try to be strong
I'm learning a lesson
I did something wrong
How come you're not stopping?
it's far past time
I don't think this punishment
quite fits the crime
What have you there?
is that a knife?
could it be, baby,
you wish to end my life?
The blade is sharp
the pain is, too
I can't quite remember
what I did to you
Am I really at fault?
Do I deserve this?
To get pain and sorrow
instead of a kiss?
It's too late now
no turning back
I guess I wont survive
your latest cruel attack
I've always loved you
I want you to know
I've never blamed you
since that first painful blow
and slap my face
I guess it's time to put me
in my rightful place
Leave those bruises
leave that scar
break my leg
I wont go far
I'll hide my hurt
I'll hide my tears
I see in you
my greatest fears
You say you love me
You didn't mean to do it
I pushed you too far
baby, we'll get through it
You cry as you hit me
I try to be strong
I'm learning a lesson
I did something wrong
How come you're not stopping?
it's far past time
I don't think this punishment
quite fits the crime
What have you there?
is that a knife?
could it be, baby,
you wish to end my life?
The blade is sharp
the pain is, too
I can't quite remember
what I did to you
Am I really at fault?
Do I deserve this?
To get pain and sorrow
instead of a kiss?
It's too late now
no turning back
I guess I wont survive
your latest cruel attack
I've always loved you
I want you to know
I've never blamed you
since that first painful blow
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BEFORE YOU ASK!!!
NO. I am not being abused.
NO. I never was.
NO. This is not about a friend.
This is just a poem.
Thank you.
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(c) Samantha Davis
May 6, 2010
NO. I am not being abused.
NO. I never was.
NO. This is not about a friend.
This is just a poem.
Thank you.
Comments now!
(c) Samantha Davis
May 6, 2010
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i really like how this came out. it's from a great perspective, that of the victim. i wonder if anyone ever writes them from the abusers' point of view...