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Because she hurt me, now I might hurt her


I have pack my bags for the last time
never to return on this front line
I've had recognition, male to female intuition
I sit back reminiscing, wishing somehow you would
change,
derange, could I have been
for a fantasy,
intimately I was exhausted with the lost
our relationship was the cost


Should I go…no…? I have to go..no..
I can’t take this… no further, I have to leave
B/c she hurt me, now I might hurt her…


What have her family assumed?
They wouldn’t know, probably wouldn’t care that I was
Consumed with this battle within, “staying or
leaving”


I mean I gave her so many chances
I did right, I mean arguments are apart of romances
After all this is a marriage,
Respect, or neglect should not be an ultimatum,
unnecessarily without wisdom, something was done,
Rather it was dumb, or intentional
Such pain in my eyes is incomprehensible
For this I reprimand, take the ring I’m no longer your
unaware man


Should I go…no… I have to go..no..
I can’t take this… no further, I have to leave
B/c she hurt me, now I might hurt her…

Written by Dwayne A. Hunt

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