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Apr 2020
Her colors are black and blue.
It's not something she feels she can undue.
She only knows one way to be loved.
To be cursed, hit and shoved.
Feeling there is no one else to blame.
She hides her face in shame.
No one can understand why she remains.
Her life is filled with nothing but pain.
Her dreams are filled with running away.
But all she knows is to only obey.
If only people cared, if only they knew.
Her colors are black and blue.
Abuse
Written by
Terry
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