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Punching Bag
When I left you my friends and family were happy,
They had never smiled so big, like children on Christmas morning
My heart pumping blood through my veins,
faster,
stronger than before
dark bruises fade as blood returns to my body.
cuts slowly heal,
I smiled and felt the spark
that had been so long dormant.
The glow I once had, an angel sent from God.
An angel you took advantage of.
Smiles surrounded me,
laughter filled the silence
You took advantage of me,
You stole my innocence.
You were supposed to be protection,
support
comfort,
a loyal husband.
Instead I,
your tattered old, worn out red punching bag,
your outlet after 2 shots of whiskey,
your escape.
I was trapped in your world,
until I freed myself and fled.
Within a second you were irrelevant,
drowned with new memories
She taught us how to keep moving forward.
She had taught us how to take it;
for years she did,
punch after punch.
She wasn’t afraid, but we were.
Now all we can do is laugh at your misfortunes,
every
single
one.
How do you take everything from someone,
even when she had nothing left to give?

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