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Like a famous love song

You are my favourite mistake.
I choose you,
every single second,
even when you hurt me.

I will keep choosing you.
I will keep standing by you.
You let me in. I let you in.

Now, I know, I don't need 10 fingers,to beg for mercy.

Finito.

About This Poem

Last Few Words: That awkward moment you have to hide all the knives in the house because your new husband keeps threating to kill you. Then that second awkward moment he tells you he doesn't need a knife to kill you. You think he is joking till he hits and chokes you. You keep passing out. Then you beg him to stop choking you to near death and just make it quick. Because, you aren't afraid of death, but, you are definitely tired of the weird visions you keep getting when you pass out from being choked.

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

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Country/Region: ZAF

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