Domestic Abuse (C)8-12-07

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Thrown to the floor punched, slapped, and bruised Give me all your stuff is another way to be abused Being verbally raped with the words that will never be forgiven Smacked in the face so much you just want to stop livin' Talked to like a lowly child and to him or her you serve You wish you could just break away this is not what you deserve You think the days of slavery is over but you're living it today Then when they're down, they try to kiss you but you push away And that was a bad move now you're about to get a beaten Now it's like your dreams of a great marriage has been devoured and eaten He talks to you very unkindly, she laughs at you in your face He hits at you, she spits at you, and you want to leave that place The ragin' beast has been unleashed and again let loose If this is what you undergo you're a victim of Domestic abuse But cheer up everything will be ok and you don't need a gun All it takes is to press the emergency numbers 911

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