He loved me to death

He loved me to death 

He stroked my hair and kissed my forehead 

He held me in his arms and looked into my soul 

He didn't like when they looked at me 

He told me to look down 

My skirts were some times too short 

My hair was sometimes too messy 

But he still held my hand and kissed it 

He pulled me away from danger 

I said I only love you 

I screamed I only love you 

He cried and yelled 

He kicked and swung 

But I love you 

He raised it as I raised my hands in despair 

Please don't!  

He loved me to death

This poem is about: 
Our world


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