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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