I had to get out
I had to run away
The abuse alone
Was driving me insane
Mental scars
Emotional scars
Physical scars
Will haunt me till my dying day
Beaten like a ragdoll
Thrown against the wall at times
Left me in a bleeding crying heap
Messed with my insides
I will spare you the details
Trust me it wasn't good
To be used that way
I had to get out
I had to run away
The abuse alone
Was driving me insane
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