i dont put the sugar away.

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I watch you, feel you
tear pieces of my heart away,
Tossed like the nothingest things

It's a cruelty I've learned to love
A needful thing , to get your eyes
To burn for me again in some fashion

The words cut through me like your touch
Your fist cuts through my skin I taste your Passion;
My crutch, I feel alive, like you finally see me here
Because I don't put the sugar away.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

The psychology of domestic violence is unbelievably sad. It's an abuse cycle that must be broken speak up for someone you know can't see what is happening to themself! The cost is massive, spousal abuse kills and injures more people than were willing to give up on each year! Prayers to all who suffer, may they find the light and peace they don't feel they deserve. Believe it or not both parties are usually victims.

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