she was a run-away
hoping today was the day
everything would change
they would now know her as strange
she wanted to get away from the abuse
and the times he would make her bruise
she was still so young
and the cuts still stung
so she ran
away from that man
the man who she called dad
it was so long ago when he went mad
it wasn't just him
who made her life grim
it was his chums
that would also beat her like drums
so she decided to run
then maybe the horror would be done
she didn't even get that far
he didn't even have to get in a car
he was so tall
she so small
but that didn't stop him from throwing her against the wall
then he left
he could have been a klepht
so again she saw the thick crimson
if only it was fiction
she just wanted to be safe
be away from this place
she was a run-away
that failed
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For those who hate love
Poetrymy poems that don't involve love NOT all rhyme because they are Free-verse.... thank you ;)