Life is Hell, Sleepless nights, wondering what will happen to me the next day,
If I will be alive, abuse, being hit, brused everyday, No one should live life this way,
Tears run down my face, scared of each day that comes,
Hoping I could find some one who loves me with there heart and not there fists,
Years go by, being hit, crying till the day ends, herting myself,
Trying to take my life away, I finally found a friend, who loved with his heart,
He never hits, never leaves a bruse, happiens, love for each other, we'll never be a part,
Thank You
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