Slow and Steady Face to Face

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Smashed against the table

then deeply in my leg,

no time to cover it up, no first-aid kit was there.

Bashed and torn, I'm bleeding internally,

cries and screaches, why won't anyone help me?

lifeless and useless, he jabed me once more,

Dead and alive 50/50 was the score.

Scared and lonley, I have no place to go,

Ripped and hung, the scares that now show.

Asleep but awake, I'm in shelter again,

Posin and bitten, but there's no hope left.

My life has been distruction

everything burning in ashes,

nothing's ever worked out for me

nothing but blood trace.

Slow and steady, face to face.

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