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black eye number 5
If you cant see how much he loves you,I can see why.your eye a black,swollen mess.
Even when you try to hide it I can see your rage and deep seeded fear.
Such a lovely face tarnished this night.
You cry when he sleeps and smile when you two "make love".Never again shall this continue!
When the fucker passes out you strike.
Screw driver to the eye,Hammer to his balls.
Cut him up like a thanksgiving Turkey.
Repay him for everything hes done and everything he would have done.Tonight use his blood as the ultimate form of credit.
Now your eyes are the perfect hue of evening blue,clean and pure.
Even when you try to hide it I can see your rage and deep seeded fear.
Such a lovely face tarnished this night.
You cry when he sleeps and smile when you two "make love".Never again shall this continue!
When the fucker passes out you strike.
Screw driver to the eye,Hammer to his balls.
Cut him up like a thanksgiving Turkey.
Repay him for everything hes done and everything he would have done.Tonight use his blood as the ultimate form of credit.
Now your eyes are the perfect hue of evening blue,clean and pure.
Published 27th Jun 2016
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27th Jun 2016 3:55am
Your anger is deep, i come from a place of being beaten from a very young age, but my revenge was subtle. I sold my family crack. I felt vindicated, but now i am alone, aside from my children, who i have to be more patient then most with. Because the abuse i have been show doesnt belong to them. I forgive those who were supposed to love me.
27th Jun 2016 6:02am
I can understand that very well.I was abused as a child and my mom was beaten by other men.I hate men we are very assertive and angry,however there are are a lot of good men too.if you look in the right place
