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It's Time To Go


Some say love is pure and everlasting

But is it really?

Love can easily shine through the eyes of a lover

But it hardly lasts

Soon the love will vanish into nothing more but hate and deception

Becoming a deadly game instead

 

The sting of the slap he delivers upon her cheek

The words he uses to degrade her worth

The bruises he creates that she claim to others was nothing at all

 

His temper as malicious as a demon’s nature

His raucous bacchanalian nights that occur far too often

His beady bloodshot gaze roving over you

His rough ways too much for you to handle

 

The “accidents”

The reoccurring hospital visits

The “accidental” tripping down the stairs

The concussion

The broken arm

 

It’s time for her to leave

The confusion of wanting to stay and wanting to go

The fear of him finding her

The terror that staying would bring

But the freedom of what leaving will bring

It’s time to leave

It’s time to go

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