Again
she comes home
steaming red
in my face
in our bed
things are said
words exchange
now shes crying
heres the pain
so i push
she pushes back
i am angry
i attack
on the ground
there she is
why am i
doing this?
if i love her
she loves me
how come she
called police
you don't hurt
what you love
you don't bite
you don't punch
but we have
and thats sad
what was good
now is bad
so we split
you go with friends
one week later
its on again
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