Poetry
The Story of ME
i'm soaked,
dripping,
water runs down my face.
rain hides the tears i shed
for you.
i'm crying because you love me
you tell me that you do.
i believe you.
i trust you.
even when you hit me
i know it's from your heart.
you slap me, shove me,
punch me, push me,
but to have you even touch me
it's wonderful.
i'm all black and blue,
but my heart still beats
a deep red.
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