when the birds fly south
we know whats coming
when he opens the door
my blood starts running
i hide under my bed
with fear in my eyes
he starts coming closer
when he hears my cries
i hold my breath
and quietly pray
i shut my eyes
and hope that he skips me today
he reaches down
and grabs my arm
i try not to struggle
reaching for my good luck charm
he grabs my hair
and throws me against the wall
the blood pours down my face
as i bounce back and fall
he bends down and kisses my cheek
says this is how its got to be
this is what i deserve
even though he's the one who cheated on me
Monday, October 13, 2008
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