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When it’s hell and your screaming inside
There’s no where safe to hide
When the blood runs down your face
No hope there isn’t a trace
When the bruises surface and turn black and blue
There’s one person in my mind and it’s you
At night when I can’t sleep
I just lay and weep
When I can’t stop the pain
You are the one I blame
When I’m hurt so bad I can’t walk
I feel the words but I can’t talk
My mind remembers every cut every bruise
but this was my road to choose
And as much as I can say
I’ll b ok
Because the scars fade and the bones heal
But that’s not real
I’ll never be able to see a cut
Or hear you screaming little slut
I’ll never be able to see a woman get hit
without feeling sick
I feel it so deep down
Inside my old cuts and my old brusies are
screaming aloud
I’ll never be the same as I was before
When you threw me beaten and bloody out the door
There’s some things that leave you and some things
that will stay 
Your in my head and I hate you everyday

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  • anita mardon on Aug 1, 2009

    this is an eye opener and it explans how it would be in that sitation. send it to a womans aid or doctors to put n there walls so people read it and no there is help.

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