I was driving at the time,

The head reverberated, stopped.

 

That’s when tears started rushing,

Anger, hurt, pain, blushing,

Against a toppled, heart.

 

The surprise in his face,

Never hurt me so as the one tonight,

And yet I know he didn’t mean it; my angel, my rock,

My knight.

 

He’s a powerful man,

Tall and strong,

Why would I ever insult him with a palm?

 

I should have known,

But I was drunk,

It all was my fault.

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