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Jan 2019
I hope you know that
When I say I'm sorry
For the blood
Its cause he used to curse me for it

I hope you know that
When I start to cry
It's because
He used to hit me, hard

I hope you know that
When I try to run
It's because
He would try to make me stay

I hope you know that
I'm the broken one
And that you did nothing
It was only him

And I hope that you can forgive me
When all you want
Is to piece me back together
But I still cower, in fear
I love you so much, but I cannot erase my history. Please be patient with me, and help me recover, from the hell I have been through, with him, before.
Midnight
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Midnight  20/F/PA
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