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Mar 2019
It was with love, that he threw her across the bed
It was with love, that he cracked her head on the wall
It was with love, that he choked her til she cried
It was with love, that he cut her with shards from the broken wine glass
It was with love, that he took her when she told him no
It was with love, that he put in her a baby she did not want
It was without choice, that she took 57 pills with a glass of wine
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Megan
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