| I wrote this a long time ago.... | ||||||
| BEATEN You beat me till I was black. You beat my heart to dust. When we said, "I do" I thought the pain was over. It wasn't! You made me scared to look at you. I was scared when you touched me. Then you told me you loved me? Then you informed me it was my fault? I don't care what you do or what you say! I'm out of here! So tell me now: Who'sbeaten? This was the first poem i ever wrote so it's pretty crappy but i wrote for a good friend of mine and i'm glad she got out of there. |
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