Abuse

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From a pat to a slap
From a word to a curse
Abuse creeps like a shadow
Unseen at first.

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Thus emboldened it grows,
Audaciously hiding its face
Beneath comical deeds
Or pretentious affection,

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Assured that the lies of the past
Will still hold fast ~
For as long as you believe
You are beloved ~ you will forgive.

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©Denise G Allen, 15 March 2014 07:09