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Rated: E · Poetry · Relationship · #1177352
When abuse becomes too much to handle, stand tall and rely on justice.
Your heart is made of stone hard glass.
Your actions, unbecoming and crass;
shoving me around like I'm a man,
dragging me back when I turned and ran.

Speaking your evil words to me,
striking when no one else can see,
but maintaining your rep of a true friend,
upholding your righteousness until the end.

No one believes that I am right.
There aren't any bruises in sight.
You've done well to leave no signs.
To everyone else you live a life divine.

But this is it, the absolute last time
I let you steal away my prime.
I've changed the locks, cast out your things.
I'm looking to see what the future brings.

I won't let you back in this time.
You never even paid a dime.
So this final note I offer to you:
Justice will prevail; you'll get what you're due.
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