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Jan 2021
she lied
she lied to me for me ,
they , punched her on the nose
her skull swollen
choked her neck
dug fingernails
kicked her
slapped her
threw her on the floor
she fought her world
to save another
and she didn't tell me
for she knew i would break
even when she lay on the floor , bleeding
she thought of how to not hurt me
and she tells me she is not strong
they did this to her , for what ?
just because she dared to love .
sitting on the cold washroom floor ,
the sky is black today
the black that seeps into your very soul
the black that kills
the black that you drown in
the black that consumes you
the black that becomes you
her skin is bruised , her body hurt
her head swollen , oh , how i wish with my whole soul that it could have been me
without a mere second of hesitation would i not take a thousand times of this
smiling , just so it doesn't happen to her
my soul winces just at the thought
of the marks on her beautiful body & soul .
a laugh escapes my throatΒ Β , a laugh at life ,
gave me my love , but with itΒ Β 
the inability to save her from this .
i promised to her i will not cry
when she spoke of this
and for the first time
i failed with my promise .
rid me of insomnia she said
and she did
but we both know
our nights spent , thinking of the pain of the other , watching the hours tick by
until finally sleep takes over .
i wish i could hold her ,
kiss her bruises
nurse her wounds
talk her to sleep
feed her with my hands
heal her with my soul
my love with her
everywhere , forever , don't be scared
i am not going anywhere
wish we could be
anywhere but here
anywhere but here .
first man
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first man  17/M/with her soul
(17/M/with her soul)   
   Sehar Bajwa
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