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Nov 2019
You'll commit my suicide
You'll push me until I die
You hurt my children
called me every name in the book
Told me you loved me
But that wasn't love
It was control
You'll steal the air I breath
You'll take my home
Strip me bare
You'll strangle and choke me
Try to throw a TV on me
Lie to your family and friends
Awww...poor You
Punch holes in the walls
Beat down my child
Yes, I smiled to show grace
But underneath, I was a beaten woman
Who loved and trusted you
You’re a disgrace
Rachelhopeful
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Rachelhopeful  53/F/New York
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