Black Walls - Poem by rebecca dietrich
You come home 6: 00am
Never do I ask where you have been
Trust is something I need you say
but why does it hurt when you cant look my way
The still of the darkness eats me alive
I hear our song and cant help but to cry
Be a strong woman my friends say
but how can you be strong when the man you love is in the way?
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