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Abused

As I sit here in this room
I think about the things we used to do
The way we played
And joked around
The way you touched me so soft and gentle
The way you said you loved me so
The way you said you'd never let me go
But things have changed
From what they used to be
Things changed and then
I saw the real you
You weren't kind and gentle
You were hateful and mean
You became the man
My dad used to be
You don't know how bad that
Scared the shit out of me
You hit me and kicked me
And threw me on the floor
About 2 hours later
You ran out the door
You left me alone in this cold dark room
You locked me in here
And only the moon could shine through
A little while later
You came back!
You begged and pleaded
But sorrow in your voice is something you lacked
I ran outside and screamed and yelled
Maybe someone would hear me and then I would tell
But before someone could hear me,
You chased me around
And when you finally caught me,
You beat me to the ground
Some people came outside and saw me on the ground
They called the cops and helped me inside
The cops caught him
And put him in jail
Now he will never hurt anyone again
And for the rest of you abusers out there this is then end.

Lana Sullivan

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