I sit and think of every punch after punch .

Every slap to the face and all the feelings that you fake .

You never loved ,your love was fake .

Slap after slap hit after hit .

You never did love me he never did .

I walk around with my eye looking black .

Yes yes from another attack .

People ask what happen but I mus sen tell .

Memory after memory race through my head .

What a fake what fake man you are .

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