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Dec 2019
The angry man pierces , pinches and pokes me every night.
Using thornes in his left hand and nails in his right .
That bitter man tortures me as i lie in my marital bed ,to put on my nightgown it is something that I dread .
This cruel man hurts me as I cry myself to sleep. it is in a bed of nails that I lie down and weep.
MissBah
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MissBah  38/F/Liberia
(38/F/Liberia)   
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   --- and Cody Smith
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