He.

He told me I was 1 in a million,

but then again that’s what he

told everyone.

His eyes were so blue,

and I think I swam in them once,

before I knew him.

My friends told me to watch out,

count your luck girl because

hes a bad one.

What did they know?

I was grown and I had a

boyfriend to show.

I wasn’t going to be bullied

anymore

or be the freak.

But I was just flavour of

the week.

I found that out when he

tossed me on the floor

one night,

like a crisp packet.

I couldn’t pull the sheets

over to protect my

dignity.

And he beat me until

I bled.

He really thought

I was dead.

But I was just buried

above the ground.

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