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Safe? Oh I am not.

I think nobody understands the pain, of living with constant fear. I am tired of seeing women oppressed, being hit, only bruises to show. It is not okay to seal her lips then question, why she took time to come out. I will lose it if someone says that home is where I'll be safe, oh I am not. She is not, She is not, Oh she is not, she is not, she is not, Oh I am not.
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Oct 30, 2020
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