YOU PUSHED HER TOWARDS HER DEATH

She was running as fast as she could 
While no one was holding her down
Then someone came along to lift her up
You kept grabbing her by the arm 
Your words are like daggers 
Pinning her on the ground while she wanted to fly
She tried to escape so she can no longer be raped
By your abusive rants and cries
She kept changing her life so her future can be so bright
But the atmosphere of your existence was savage 
And energy so negative
That she cannot see the light
Now she is drowning alone 
Catching her life in deep breath
Her body now wretched and tired 
That you pushed her towards her death.



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