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Jul 13, 2007
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Admitting Defeat?
Curled in a ball, laying on the floor
You beat me like I was a whore
Now you’ve left for the liquor store
What should I do
The door is in view
I’ve gotta push through
Staggering to me feet
Feeling the need to retreat
Am I admitting defeat
In front of the door I stand
With the door knob in my hand
All this was so unplanned
Opening the door
I hit the floor
Begging him on all fours
He turns to walk away
I start to pray
Forgive me Lord
This can no longer be ignored
The gun shot sounds
As he hits the ground
Curled in a ball, laying on the floor
I don’t have to lay here anymore
— poet_inside, Jul 13, 2007
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Conect11
18 years 11 months ago
a brutal poem
poet_inside
18 years 11 months ago
Thanks
weirdelf
18 years 11 months ago
brave and very powerful
Spirit Song
18 years 11 months ago
A Soul's Cry...
RandomThoughts
18 years 10 months ago
Very very powerful. Love
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