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#stopviolence
Promises were made, vows were cited Arms were held, lips were kissed The man said, for better or worse The woman promised, ‘til death parts them Hands were tied, arms were bruised The woman had said enough, leaving for good The man’s eyes darkened, screams were heard Come the morning light, a room covered in red
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Jul 30, 2019
Jul 30, 2019 at 2:48 AM UTC
tragedy
One two three four How many slaps more? Five six seven eight Are my bruises enough yet? Nine ten eleven Keep it quiet, do not comment Twelve thirteen Does he have to hit me until fifteen? Fourteen fifteen sixteen Keep counting, no one is listening Seventeen Eighteen Violence and abuse, it kept coming Nineteen Twenty Defending myself, standing strongly Keep counting 'til a hundred No one believed what I said Keep counting 'til another hundred Maybe they'll listen when I'm dead
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Oct 26, 2018
Oct 26, 2018 at 4:14 AM UTC
End violence now