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Damage Control
Abuse, misuse, and mistreat the object of your affection. In the name of a game – hearts bound in another direction. Not seen or keen to a face, instead this article to discard. Senseless pain to gain, leaving our hearts forever scarred. Heed naught, to being caught, watching you writhe in pain. Cruelty told, does unfold – standing alone in a bloody rain. Showering down, bleeding abound – I turn in your direction. But you’re gone, amidst the dawn, a broken down reflection. A man once proud, who always vowed to love me till the end. Now merely a face, for me to retrace, this broken heart I mend. To face the facts and brutal attacks is more than I can bear. To admit my faults, and emotional assault, do I even dare? Can a monster repent, a life they’ve spent or will they always be – An abusive mass, first in their class for you see that ogre is me. I stand alone, without a home because you were always my force. A recluse I must be, to discover the old me, or end this in divorce.
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