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May 2020
Paula would knock me out
Paula would slap me in the face
Paula would lock me me out
Paula would hit me on my face

I don’t know why I’m still here I cannot can’t see through my tears I’m lying on a bed that’s not mine crying through my our her fears

Paula would knock me out
Paula would slap me in the face
Paula would lock me out
She would she would she spit in my face
JB
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