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It Began, I Left
It Began
With a tight fisted hand
He told me he loved me
And that he was my man
He owned me
Like property
I lost all strength to leave
For I felt I would deceive
Him
He hit again
And again the scars healed
I try to let go
But he instilled fear in me, again
The intimidation
Control
I just wish he’d leave
This power struggle
Behind
Closed doors he raised his hand again
Trying to hold on to my self respect
I made a choice
A refused to let him destroy me
I left