Tw/ abuse
Every time you yelled at me
Hit me
Grounded me
I knew front the start
Everything I've done for you
Was Never good enough
Not your style
I knew you were the one in control
All my work
Weak to you
Abusive to me
I'm aware of the abuse
A regular old person
Only wanting life in their style
Nothing the way I would like it
Only them
I never existed
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Poems of an Interesting Mind
FantasyHello you have come upon my poems. My poems are based off of many things, my stories, dreams, an object, real events, or even scenery. I try to make my poems rhyme but some won't. Also please don't steal any of my poems I worked very hard on them. ...
