Whats love got to do with it

You say you love me but keep your hands raised to beat me


Your words cutting at me deeper deteriorating my confidence so you can decorate it and show it off like a Christmas tree 

You say you hold me close because you care about my safety 


But clearly there is more to the story but to keep them off your back you say I'm a keeper 


Keep Sucking away at my soul Mr. Grim reaper 


Time after time you apologize but the lies always get cheaper 


Do better baby boy women don't like creepers 


This abuse has to stop I'm not your

Personal creature 


I remember when I first met you, you were so much sweeter

Times have changed and my ego has gotten weaker


Continue this behavior and i will break you down a Kilometer


For so long I let you be the beater 


Stayed saying you loved me but I knew you were a cheater 


I'm done with you so get you another breeder


BUT always remember nobody is a mind reader 


This poem is about: 
My country
Our world


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