January 13, 2010
By , North Tonawanda, NY
Your eyes are flashing and heavy-handed you push me down
Stab my heart and slash the paper with an ugly frown
What happened to perfection, why can’t it exist?
I am weak and I’ll give in if you insist

Beaten, bruised, and broken
Crumbled, crippled, choking
Suffering in silence
As you fill me with violence

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