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Mar 2014
To all the times I held you
To all the times I cried
To all the times you hurt me
To all the times you lied
To all the times you screamed my nameΒ 
and the times I screamed yours back
To every bruise you gave meΒ 
and for every bone you cracked.


To every name you called me
as your blows rained from above
To the corner that I cowered in
as you dealt out your "love"
To your friends that saw the battle scars and quickly turned away
To the drink that made you do it
even on your sober days.


I raise this glass to you my love
in thanks for all you've done
it took a while but now I see
that you're the damaged one
So when you're feeling lonely
Don't spare a thought for me
I cower there no longer
Your anger set me free.
calpurnia mockingbird
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calpurnia mockingbird  Cardiff
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