loving the bully

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This is dedicated to each and  every person who has either a crush or are in love with their bully.

His smile melts my heart,
But his insults break me apart.
My heart races with his words,
But they hurt me more than swords.
His touch errupts butterflies
But his touch leaves me bruises

I don't know what I did wrong,
To make his hate towards me so strong.
I don't know how he finds pleasure,
In beating me just for leisure.
I don't know what I am going to do
He always leaves me drenched in red and painted in black and blue

how can I love him, I'm always wondering
After what he is doing to me
He knows he has an affect on me
But he still loves hurting me
But maybe love's blind, deaf and just without a sensation
While I'm even thinking this, he's beating me without hesitation.

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