by Carmen Colin

Created on: December 16, 2008

Battered and bruised

Mistreated, misued

Hurt with the pain of living with this

Hurt by the thought of marital bliss

Thrown to the ground, shut out from light

Why try to win this losing fight?

Covered all up in purple, black and blue

If this kept on going, she sadly knew

She would live in a place without anger or fear

Without the hate and the torment that badly sears

Why then, must she go on living like this

She only knows death isn't hard to miss

Battered, beaten, bruised and hurt

She leaves this world

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