Pain

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The Sky is Grey

My Pain is Real

The Blows I See

But Never Feel

You Continue to Hit

I Continue to Plea

You Never Listen

I Wish I Could Flea

I am Nothing to You

You are Everything to Me

No Matter How Much I Say it

You'll Never Let Me Be

I'm Walking out the Door

You Haven't Left Me yet

If You Saw My True Intentions

You'd Beat Me to Death,

I'm Willing to Bet.

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Note:  This was based on a Nightmare.  I am not being, and have never been abused.

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