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Mar 2010
I'm sitting down in the mirror faced with reality
I cant believe I have your mark on my face its brutality
I wonder what made you flip yell and scream
Every time you get jealous you cause a scene
Whether I'm in the way or I dress like a tease
You got me begging you to stop; I'm on my knees
I just don't know how I can love a man
Who stays catching a case
resorts to violence and places his hands on my face
Is this my fate?
Or maybe I'm scared to go
Cause you're the type of man that can't respect a NO
You say you love me, that it was your bad
but I think domestic love is the only thing you ever had..
Nessa
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Nessa
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   robin Sanders and AC Brooks
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