Her boyfriend beating her,
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Her thoughts aren't sure.
He's telling her, "I Love You,"
Slaps cross her face.
She leans forward to touch,
Eyes swollen, like mase.
She's among a dying crop,
Not knowing what true love is.
But he always assures her,
She is forever his.
Going home sitting on her bed with a knife,
Crying and lusting to end her life.
Mind manipulation; Can she live without his touch?
She forfills his sick dreams
With tears streaming down her face.
Trimming her wrists in the bathroom at night.
What a crimson and dreaded sight.
Laying on the tile floor;
Bloody and teared.
She needs to take a stand;
She will forever be too scared.