We had an argument
We shouted, you screamed
I cried and hit your chest
You shoved me on the floor
Time stopped and I looked on in shock
Adrenaline Pumped and I lunged at you
I scratched and kicked as hard as i could
I felt my body hit the ground
Your fists like hot steel with every blow
I curled up and waited for it to be over
You stopped and started to cry
You kissed my forming bruises
And said you loved me
He would never hit me again, would he?
He was angry and he overreacted, he said
It was just a one time thing, wasn't it?
He loves me, doesn't he?
Jun 6, 2014
Jun 6, 2014 at 9:10 AM UTC
We had an argument
We shouted, you screamed
I cried and hit your chest
You shoved me on the floor
Time stopped and I looked on in shock
Adrenaline Pumped and I lunged at you
I scratched and kicked as hard as i could
I felt my body hit the ground
Your fists like hot steel with every blow
I curled up and waited for it to be over
You stopped and started to cry
You kissed my forming bruises
And said you loved me
He would never hit me again, would he?
He was angry and he overreacted, he said
It was just a one time thing, wasn't it?
He loves me, doesn't he?
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