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I Fall to the Ground
I fall to the ground.
You tell me I’m worthless
You kick and you punch
But I don’t fight back
I just wait
Wait for my punishment to be over
I go to sleep hoping I wake up the next morning
I wake up
And I’m happy
Your not there
I go on and get ready for work
Covering up my bruises
Covering the truth
Covering my secret life
So I don’t have to lie
But I will if I have to
Nobody notices
Nobody ever notices
I come home
And your still not there.
I have time to get my things
I get your big suit case
Pack every thing I can
I hear the door slam
I rush and I panic
One shot fired
Sirens a few moments later
Bloody hands, bloody clothes,
And a dead husband.
Self defense or murder?
By"I fall to the ground.
You tell me I’m worthless
You kick and you punch
But I don’t fight back
I just wait
Wait for my punishment to be over
I go to sleep hoping I wake up the next morning
I wake up
And I’m happy
Your not there
I go on and get ready for work
Covering up my bruises
Covering the truth
Covering my secret life
So I don’t have to lie
But I will if I have to
Nobody notices
Nobody ever notices
I come home
And your still not there.
I have time to get my things
I get your big suit case
Pack every thing I can
I hear the door slam
I rush and I panic
One shot fired
Sirens a few moments later
Bloody hands, bloody clothes,
And a dead husband.
Self defense or murder?
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