Healing
yelling screaming
beaten bruised
he loved me so much
i only felt used
i am nothing i need him
that is what he would say
bloody broken
he will kill me one day
broke free i am away
my life has been saved
i am broken i am bruised
i feel torn on this road he has paved
i will miss him i will need him
that is what he said
i feel like i do, he beat that in me
one day i will be dead
time passes, my mind starts to heal
my wings are spreading
the abuse made me stronger
i thank him with no pretending
now i dont need him
one day he will see
the beatings the abuse only drove me to make it
i am gone now hes weak now he needs me
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