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Oct 2020
That night
               I know something wasn't right
                                         I was on my bed
                                       It wasn't a dream
                           As something very hard
                                                Hit my head
         My hand tried to reach the socket
                        And switched on the light

He was completely out of his mind
Controlled with alcoholic thought
Not easy to understand
How he was lost
He tried to hit me again
I held his hand
While my face was fully of blood

                                     I was depressed
                          And he wasn't  ashamed
                                       Unable to uttered
                                    even a single word
                                              Its really hurt
                                    Those sad moment
                                              Living with it
                           I won't be able to forget.
Twalib Mushi
Written by
Twalib Mushi  24/M/Tanzania
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