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- Poetry > Free VerseI love you. You hate me. You kick and punch and scratch at me violently. Not physical are my bruises. No, instead they hide, deep deep inside of my. I cry. Tears fall from my eyes and yet you yell "Get up, stop crying! You're such a w*****!" You whisper in my ear &qu...