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Jul 2019
Promises were made, vows were cited
Arms were held, lips were kissed
The man said, for better or worse
The woman promised, ‘til death parts them

Hands were tied, arms were bruised
The woman had said enough, leaving for good
The man’s eyes darkened, screams were heard
Come the morning light, a room covered in red
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