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My first "love"

I didn't know it was possible to hate so much,
I vomit profusely at your very touch,
Your voice makes me cringe when you speak,
You're death, your murder is something I seek.  

You shouldn't be alive, I can wait no longer,
My hatred of you it grows even stronger,
Made me feel ugly, now I'm lost is,
Just remember, you fucking caused this.

You held a knife to my back ready to push,
Surgery on my spine, you told me to shush,
"Don't fucking cry, you're a cunt of a man"
I was going to die, and never leave this land.

Only 2 photos of my father to ever exist,
You blood on my hands, is beautiful bliss,
You tore them apart and set them ablaze,
Forced me to look, only hatred I gazed.

Legally disabled you forced to work at the dock,
While you're at the house being used by every cock,
You lied and stole, you thought you where certain,
I couldn't see the cum wiped onto the curtain.

I moved to this country to be here with you,
You forced me to the sink with a knife at my throat,
Demanding to tell you that I love you too,
Truth is I'd rather fuck a dead billy goat.

Subjected to eat trash while you sat and watched,
As I choked, puked and coughed into a cloth,
You raped me each night, so you could tell more lies,
How I dreamt of fucking you with a kitchen knife inside.

I remember watching one day as the birds flew aside,
On the cliff I was ready to die by suicide,
What stopped me unknown but my hatred inside,
Little did I know I was gonna get a surprise.

You told me you're pregnant my child you didnt want,
So you forced a miscarriage, and killed it, you dirty fucking cunt,
You had your brother drug me, and beat me together,
High as a kite, felt like a 10 ton feather

Scars over my body trying to defend from you,
Self inflicted ones, so many there too,
I wish I could kill you and force feed you mud,
While I wank off over you week old blood.

I'd never let you beat me even if you defeat me,
Cause you wont admit it, but you fuckin need me,
I escaped your touch, I pray for your death,
I'll sit on your grave when you're laid to rest.

I'd burn you alive, skin you, melt or stab,
Pour acid on you and see how long you stand,
Sit and watch as I force feed you your hand,
Smash your fuckin face into the concrete slab.

Small cuts and sepsis and watch your infection,
Keep you alive with piss filled injections,
Not that you need it, but here's my regards,
It's not nice to make fun of the mental retards.

You rape me to break me, you stupid sick bitch,
Doctors told I fell when they suture each stich,
Stabbed me and grabbed me, strangled and punch,
I've came to thoughts of bones going crunch.

I wish I could make it up and do another,
But you actually got pregnant and married your brother,
You almost killed me, left me a night more,
Alone in the dark as I bled on your floor.

I'm free now from you and I'm rebuild whats broke,
Dreams of opening your vile filled throat,
Chances to cheat they were plenty,
Escaping you though was the wank of the century
Written by ViolenceIn_Silence
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Author's Note
Really wish the abuse wasn't real. And for the record, NO I never lifted a hand in retaliation as I was brought up to never lift a hand to a woman....Even though this thing is no woman.
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