I bleed for you
I would die for you.
My friends wonder,
why?
because of what you do.
Smack me once,
maybe twice,
This is a gamblers game
of rolling the dice.
Kicked in the ribs,
left a bruise,
knocked down the crib.
I would love to be loved back,
all you think I deserve is a smack.
I don't think I can handle this anylonger.
While I think,
you keep getting stronger.
I 'deal' with what you do,
all because I love you.
Author notes
Picture Credit: http://asbeautydies.deviantart.com/art/Some-sort-of-closure-60697780
A contest entry
- May I Prompt You? VII - Physical Abuse by Manda Kathryn.
500 points, ended November 22, 2008, 20 entries
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Comments
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Dear Trill: Excellent write! You have expressed yourself well here! Love, Janjan xoxo


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Love is pain and pain is love, I really enjoyed this write and thank you for entering my contest.
I really enjoyed the read.

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It is hard when we end up believing that we deserve to get hit, I did for over 3 years, Thankfully I snapped out of it.
You penned this very well, with the imagery coming through and the emotions. The line with the crib hits a nerve (not a bad thing
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Great write!
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Thank You & Best of Luck
Stay safe
~Manda
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:) THANK YOU
Sorry it hit your nerve! I just thought it was an appropiate line since many mothers go through their boyfriends or husbands beat them and so much anger they knock ANYTHING they can find - over!
Its a sad sad situation some people go through - I just wrote about!
Thank you for letting me write in your amazing contest! I look forward to entering a contest of yours in the future!
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Such a painful love, one that seems to have only the desire to be with... the fear of being alone... just wanting someone else in life. Those loves hurt because we find we never really were in love.


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