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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required He thought I had cancer He had been told By a higher source Then doctors you know. Kill the cancer They told him Help her to heal Kill the cancer They commanded Beat her body clean The mind so absence In his mental way His strength so superior He beat me his way Across the room he made me fly And then over the lounge To rearranged its style He kneed my ribs And never thought twice The voices controlled I thought I would die He hit me and punched me And pushed me around He hurt me and broke me And tortured my mind Then when he was done And I lay in my pain He didn’t even care That I wasn’t the same My arm hang down limply My body bent double The pain was unbearable And I was in trouble I need a doctor I told him My arm is not right I need you to take me I looked such a sight. I can’t he said, I’ve done what I done Its for your own good You won’t come to no harm. With tears blinding me And pain shooting through I drove myself there My love broken in two What happened to you They wanted to know. I fell, I lied, over my toe What happened to you They asked me again They knew I was lying But I hid in my shame. X-rays where called for And scripts for the pain. Two fractured ribs A dislocated arm One fractured collar bone I just wasn’t the same. And again they asked me “What happened to you?” I couldn’t tell them What my husband had done I couldn’t believe it As I drove myself home I just couldn’t comprehend That he didn’t even care That he sat there so righteously And gave me a glare You hurt me I told him You really hurt me But his world was not here And he didn’t understand.
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