He Hits Her

Preface: Keep in mind that this is POETRY. I am in NO way being abused by Donnie or anyone else. This was inspired by all my girlfriends who are being abused and have been abused. I love you and you are worth SO MUCH MORE than that.
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He hits her. Everyday and for every reason.
He brusies her, lets his fists fall again and again.
But she loves him, takes the blame upon herself.
But he must love her. Afterall, he hasn't left yet.

He uses her body, plays with it like a toy.
He pushes her to the limits, then drags her back for more.
But he lovs her and he is so sorry.
But he said that last time, does he really mean it?

He breaks her arm, again. Gives her another black eye.
He likes destroying that pretty, wingless, angel.
But he doesn't know that she would die for him.
But she doesn't know that he wouldn't care.

He decides he is done, leaves the mess for someone else.
He will find another beautiful tragedy to ruin.
But he doesn't know that girl on the floor, he never did.
But she can't stand his abandonment, because she loves him.