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She bore no children of her own, because her insides Were turned to stone. She had been abused so much before, till she walked out the door. A woman who was as timid as a mouse, beaten and abused by her spouse. How much more can you take, before it becomes much too late? He was abusive in every way and she knew she could not stay. She recalled the threat that he had said If you leave I’ll hunt you down and bury your bones in the ground She had to beat him at his own game; otherwise her life would stay the same And she had to put a plan in action that would meet her satisfaction. No one believed that she was being beaten for he was able To leave her with no scars or black and blues, and she knew just what to do. She saved her money and had camcorders put all around that Could record every move and sound When he came home drunk that night and started to abuse her and fight All the recorders were at work recording every punch and **** When he left for work the next day, she took it to the police So they could watch it play. That was all that they needed to arrest him on site With the news she jumped with delight’ She filed for divorce and started a new life Remarried and is living a good life. © L. RAMS 120614
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Dec 6, 2014
Dec 6, 2014 at 11:13 PM UTC
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She bore no children of her own, because her insides Were turned to stone. She had been abused so much before, till she walked out the door. A woman who was as timid as a mouse, beaten and abused by her spouse. How much more can you take, before it becomes much too late? He was abusive in every way and she knew she could not stay. She recalled the threat that he had said If you leave I’ll hunt you down and bury your bones in the ground She had to beat him at his own game; otherwise her life would stay the same And she had to put a plan in action that would meet her satisfaction. No one believed that she was being beaten for he was able To leave her with no scars or black and blues, and she knew just what to do. She saved her money and had camcorders put all around that Could record every move and sound When he came home drunk that night and started to abuse her and fight All the recorders were at work recording every punch and **** When he left for work the next day, she took it to the police So they could watch it play. That was all that they needed to arrest him on site With the news she jumped with delight’ She filed for divorce and started a new life Remarried and is living a good life. © L. RAMS 120614
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Dec 6, 2014
Dec 6, 2014 at 11:13 PM UTC
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