Hard-hitter
By h2whoa
I turned the other cheek,And what did I get?A swollen face,Your vitriol,And contempt,Were made real on my skin.You pushed me to the ground,My face burning red,In the cold, grey air.I still don't know,Why you did what you did,When I came to see you that day.I can not stand up again. Written November 25th, 2001 © on Nov 24 2001 10:18 PM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"I turned the other cheek,And what did I get?A swollen face,Your vitriol,And contempt,Were made real on my skin.You pushed me to the ground,My face burning red,In the cold, grey air.I still don't know,Why you did what you did,When I came to see you that day.I can not stand up again...."