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Another new poem.
The b*****d and the hero

She's bleeding lots
It's all pouring out
His fist in her face
He got her good tonight

She falls to the floor
Tries to crawl away
But he kicks her aside
And stands in her way

She tries to scream
But no sound comes out
Fear has taken over
She can no longer shout

But someone else is there
He's standing above her
He fights away the evil
And takes away her fear

Now he picks her up
And carries her out
Away from that man
Who used to scream and shout

And who is this saviour?
She calls him her boyfriend
The one thats always there
And will be to the end


The boyfriend in the poem is my boyfriend. He's tall, strong and looks after me, but not in a way that makes me feel over protected.
I know he'd save me if anything did ever happen and if I needed it because I can look after myself and he respects me.

The other guy in this poem is someone I know. I know he is hurting a girl and I know he does it because she is weaker than him.
I just wish I knew where she lived so I could go defend her.

Stuff like that has happened to me before and although my boyfriend wasn't there to help when that happened he is here now if it ever happened again. This time I would stop it myself anyway.