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Why Are You Haunting Me?
I still feel the heat of your hand
Something for years I did withstand...
As you beat me down onto the floor
With a soft belly full of child
You let your anger run wild
As I screamed for help behind a locked door
The hurt and all the shame...
Sometimes I take the blame
A memory that simply cuts me down to size...
I try so hard to let go..
Though I know it's so...
I can still see the anger in your eyes
~THE FLOWING PEN~