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No More.
Go ahead and hit me
see if it makes you a man.
Try to hurt me and
strike me with your hand.
Your anger used to
scare me, to make me run and hide.
You are just showing
that you’re a coward inside.
You think you can
break me down to control me.
But what you do not
know is
I grow stronger every time you hit me.
When all is said and
done I will walk away
And be a better
person for each and every day.
No more tears will I
cry at your expense.
I will get over it
and climb over that fence. |
Stolen love.
Tenderness in a
secret kiss.
Hands holding on so
tight.
A touch that you can
not resist.
Even with all your
might.
Moments stolen from
time.
Glances shared
between two.
Lives written down in
rhyme.
Moments shared
between so few.
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