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I hate you
How could I love you?
All you do is beat me; hit me and smack me around
I cry at the sight of you
Inside I die
When you said that you’ll change I know it’s a lie
I feel weak
When you come near me you reek

I turn to my mom; she’s beat
I strike you; you strike back, and keep’s going like that
I taste the blood in my mouth
You start hitting me with your belt
I let out a shout!
To God I cry out

The night has died down
And you’re tired-out
I finally take rest
Feeling so defenseless

I close my eyes and breathe...
Counting up to three
I finally fall asleep, and dream of the day I leave...