No more explanations for the bruises on her arms

   No more "He accidentally smashed my head against the wall"

   We can't turn our heads away any longer.

   Our friend is being abused, yet we do nothing

   Just because the abuser is our friend too?

Too long she has suffered being spit on and degraded.

Too long has she weathered his drunken rage

No more bruises on our sunshine

No more misogynists in our scene.

  Love can be a powerful thing

  And it can make you blind.

  But please realize that his shit is WRONG

  And for both of your health, you must leave him behind.

Don't think, BOY, that you're let off the hook.

What you do is wrong.

You haven't listened when we told you as friends.

So this is confrontation, no apologies.

If you don't shape up we don't want you around.

cuz you're no fucking punk.

and you're no fucking man.

  please, be a man and treat women with respect.

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