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is when they mess with your head light fires in your mouth and make you hide in your bed put stones in your heart to drag you deep down under they fight and they fight their screams predictable as thunder the rain is the part that gathers in mom's eyes when she keeps you up late to tell you lies lying on the couch her arm over her face foundation in streaks like old dry erase it's when she lets you stay up late to read to her specially just to give her departure more brevity when she kisses you on the cheek and holds you tight then calls the cops on dad that same night when she only gives you presents to make you feel bad when she feels better by making you sad emotional abuse is when she calls on a restricted number tells you she loves you but won't let you see your little brother when she slaps you in the face slams your arm in a door well maybe that's not emotional abuse anymore... when she tells you she loves you but leaves anyway... abuse is abuse, it all feels the same.
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Jun 10, 2014
Jun 10, 2014 at 1:10 AM UTC
emotional abuse
is when they mess with your head light fires in your mouth and make you hide in your bed put stones in your heart to drag you deep down under they fight and they fight their screams predictable as thunder the rain is the part that gathers in mom's eyes when she keeps you up late to tell you lies lying on the couch her arm over her face foundation in streaks like old dry erase it's when she lets you stay up late to read to her specially just to give her departure more brevity when she kisses you on the cheek and holds you tight then calls the cops on dad that same night when she only gives you presents to make you feel bad when she feels better by making you sad emotional abuse is when she calls on a restricted number tells you she loves you but won't let you see your little brother when she slaps you in the face slams your arm in a door well maybe that's not emotional abuse anymore... when she tells you she loves you but leaves anyway... abuse is abuse, it all feels the same.
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Jun 10, 2014
Jun 10, 2014 at 1:10 AM UTC
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