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You raise your voice
And raise your fist to me.
All over the words she said.
Just like you once did with
Someone else. Someone
Who controlled both of our minds.
Raised welts upon my skin.
The vicious cycle will begin.
The ever-present black and blue,
It’s nothing new.
I’ve learned to be a
Punching bag for you.
You hit with your words,
You hit with your hands.
You broke my heart
And the surface of my skin.
Now, I’m not only pale,
But also blue.
On my skin and in my heart.
All because of the words
She said to you.
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Ashley Nicole Cameron
"Always a sinner, never a saint. I make mistakes, I screw up. I hurt, I cry. I capture those emotions between the pages of my notebook and hope one day the world will care."
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