Oscillate
And things have turned
Upside down
The cheeks
That were red
Then, blushing
Of love
Are the same,
Even today,
But this time
With the marks
Of violence
She knows,
This time
She'll leave
But right when
She's packing
So certain
To leave
Kids call her
"Moooooooooooooooom"
As if
She were
Destined to stay
And he kisses her
Ensuring their kids
She's right.
Yes,
Right here
She oscillates
Between living
For others
And living for herself
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