I didn't want to leave
my lover
but I had to.
She was a beaten bitch.
I didn't want to
accept it,
didn't want to see it ----
but it's what was the
Truth ...
Sometimes you can't deny
sometimes you have to Admit
when a dog is a dog
when a Girl is a dog
when a man is a dog
when a Woman is a dog.
My lover was beaten,
her face beaten
her eyes beaten
her mouth beaten.
You think i did the beating? I didn't,
but my brothers did. The other men
did.
I didn't i didn't i DIDN'T!
other men did,
plenty of them,
and they'll continue to beat her too.
If I am correct
they already are.
So i had to run, and flee
to find freedoms she denied me.
Freedoms her and her
soon to be beaten children
denied me.
I escaped into the mountains of Peru,
all over again,
winding down cool and slow
pure escape.
I hate that beaten bitch,
i am sorry to say
i hate that whore
i am sad to say
but i
must
say it
anyways.
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