Lovely

Lovely 
BY HEROLD OSMOND OWOSEB
Lovely, he is so lovely
Gentle, he is so gentle
He calls me beauty
He says I define the word beautiful

I love him
He says he loves me too
We are so happy
They say we are meant to be

Sometimes he hits me
But I guess it is my fault 
He says that I belong to him
Never will I have anyone else

I am trapped 
Nobody knows that he carries a gun
If you are reading this 
Than I must be dead

                                                                                                                        8 June 2013
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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