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You think about it,
This I know.
I see the look in your eyes,
That innocent smile, it's all just lies.

You go to them the day after,
Smiling and grinning with such laughter.
But when you come home,
You just glare with anger.

You go for the bottle
Or you go for me,
You keep me down,
And I don't make a sound.

But someday you see,
No longer will you hit me.
I'll be strong,
I've put up with this for far too long.