Violence

I saw it in your eyes,

There may be pain involved

And sure enough there was.

But what is pain to love?

I went to work the next day,

Made excuses for the black eye

And calling you said sorry.

That was enough for me;

I was beaten by girls

Many times before,

Left bleeding on the floor

Never raising a hand, but I respect them more and more.

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