Okay?

You keep blaming me of things I didn’t do
Always trying to find mistakes in everything I do
I understand you need an escape
from all  things that make you feel stressed
I understand I am nothing for you except a sex toy,
But please explain to me,
Why is my body full of bruises and slashes?
Since when did it became a rule
To thrash others in order for you to feel okay?

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