abused
you abused me every step of the way
leaving your mark every day
black and blue, tattered and worn
ere since the day i was born
the worst was on those drunken nights
when you started stupid fights
thinking that because you are a man
you can do anything you can
abusing your children, causing them pain
over and over and over again
a child called it, is the story of my life
you even stabbed me with a butcher knife
you laughed when i bled, you laughed when i cried
more often than not i wished i had died
the taste of blood i knew all to well
i had been condemned to hell
seeing me suffer made you smile
simply because you were vile
every day you killed me more
saying i was my mother, calling me a whore
no matter how hard i tried
you'd beat me til i almost died
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