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Feb 2014
On Monday he married her,
On Tuesday he thumped her,
On Wednesday he wanted her more so he apologised,
On Thursday she trusted him not punch her again.
On Friday she was truly ******, he gave her lots more pain.
On Saturday they shared love's bed.
On Sunday seers truth obliged, for on Sunday, he her slew.
(c) Livvi
Olivia Kent
Written by
Olivia Kent  Southampton, Hampshire.
(Southampton, Hampshire.)   
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