Abuse is a filthy stain that leaves its residue on your soul,
the trauma of it will leave you with a big hole, 
    The abuser doesn't even shed a tear,
and everyone deserves to live without pain or fear.
    People who are abused have tears running down thier face,
Hanging thier head low thinking they are a disgrace.
    But no matter what we go through in life,
We all have the strength to get through it,
    even through it cuts like a knife.
All you have to do, is sent up your prayer,
   And remeber all those who care.
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