Seriously He Hit Me
He hit me, yes, he really tricked me, for he said he would never hit me, I was his lollipop, for he bit me -n- licked me, then kissed me, then took me to Italy -n- made love to me viciously in Sicily, he massaged -n- gave gifts to me, -n- wine -n- dined me, expensively his love delivers me, but my heart pays the penalty, my thoughts think independently, but my emotions fall victim to thy dependency, my words cut through his soul -n- his blows broke my nose, but not my heart, I make excuses, is it me or him to end this, where do I start, he did what he said he would never do, so I ponder on that thought, my bruises healed from when our emotions fought, can I be bought, he loves me but he hits me, the world looks at this differently, he tricked me for he said he would never hit me, I was his lollipop, for he bit me -n- licked me, then kissed me, then took me to Italy -n- penetrated me viciously in Sicily, I looked deep into his eyes, there I saw him very differently, won’t repeat this history, I love him to death, meaning I will kill his A if he ever again hits me, seriously.
You didn’t feel what I felt
When he hit me, so I’m sorry if
You look at me differently
Seriously
To the Janay Rice’s
Of the world
Copyright © Nakym Sheffield | Year Posted 2014
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