You blame me for the fight,
But I'm not at fault at all,
You did surely cross a line,
From grace you have took a fall.
I tried to hold you back,
Yet my arms cannot grasp you,
Or maybe my mind chooses not,
For I hurt for real and true.
Hurt by words,
That only i have heard,
You secretly throw,
Flying quickly as a bird.
Hurt by slaps,
Punches, pushes and tosses,
Hurled at my face in hate
Thinking you have no losses
That whatever we had
Is nothing to you
So what i think
Can pass right through you
I put myself into this
And I' m taking myself out
The time has come
Stop doing scream and shout.
Think carefully and plan
My own rescue in time
Nobody will save me
But i will save what is mine.
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