The Way I Mistook Anger For Love

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The Way I Mistook Anger For Love

the lies, the shouts, the fists

you said it was because you loved me

and so i believed your half-hearted apologies

where somehow you still managed to twist the blame

on me

i told you i was sorry and you took me back

and things would be good for a while

until the next time

when your anger bubbled too high and you couldn't

stop those fists from flailing

searching for something to destroy

it took me a while to realise that this is no expression

of love

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