OTHERS REAL LIFE
Author: Unknown
WHEN YOU FIGHT, DO YOU LOVE THE SIGHT? WHEN SHE TAKE FLIGHT TO GET AWAY FROM THAT SLAP, THAT HAD HER HEAD GO BACK, AGAINST THE WALL. AS YOUR HAND RECOILS TO DO MORE HARM. AS SHE RUN YOU GIVE CHASE, GRABBING HER ARM TO PUNCH HER IN THE FACE.
AS HER EYES PUFF UP FROM THE DAMAGE YOU DONE. THEN YOU WANT TO LAY HER DOWN, SO YOU CAN MAKE LOVE. HOW CAN YOU LAY WITH HER, KISS HER LIPS & TRY TO LOOK IN HER EYE YOU JUST HIT.
WONDERING IF SHE LOVES YOU OR IS IT FEAR. AS YOU PUMPING INSIDE HER, AS SHE LAY STILL. YOUR MIND IS STARTING TO REEL. CAUSE SHES NOT MOVING AS SHE USE TOO. IS SHE CHEATING, YOU ASK. THEN HERE COMES ANOTHER AZZ BEATING THAT FAST.
AS SHE TRIES TO PUSH YOU OFF. YOUR MIND IS AT A COMPLETE LOSS. FOR YOU LOVE THIS WOMAN, YOU TRIED TO PUT IN A COMA. AS SHE BEG YOU TO STOP. TELLING YOU SHE SORRY FOR ALL THATS BEEN DONE, SHE IS QUICK TO TELL YOU "YOU HAVE WON".
AFTER THE SECOND ROUND OF PAIN. SHES TO SCARED TO LEAVE. CAUSE YOU'RE ON YOUR KNEES BEGGING HER TO HELP YOU PLEASE.
ONE DAY HOPEFULLY NOT TO SOON, HER PARENTS WILL BE PICKING OUT HER DRESS FOR HER ENTERNAL REST. FOR THEM FITS, YOU JUST COULDNT QUIT. GOING UPSIDE HER HEAD. TILL HER BODY SHUT DOWN AND CALLED IT QUITS.
NOW YOURE IN JAIL. THE WOMAN POPULATION IS HAPPY AS HELL. ONE LESS ABUSER TO WORRY ABOUT. BUT THE PEOPLE WHO KNEW HER, WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER ONE SORRY AZZ LOSER, THAT COULDNT QUIT HAVE A FIT. BEATING ON A WOMAN MAKES ME SICK.
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Posted: Dec 2010
About this poem:
I DONT KNOW WHY I WROTE THIS. I WAS AT WORK AND THESE THOSE POPS IN MY HEAD. I WATCH TO MUCH LIFETIME LOL. BUT I KNOW THESE IS A PROBLEM, WE ALL MEED TO BE AWARE OF.
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