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[title] => The Worst Kind Of Curse
[time] => 2005-09-03 00:48:22
[hometext] => A woman who is the victim of domestic violence decides she has had enough and stands up for herself.
[bodytext] => Running along the street Blisters forming on my feet Running away from another beating This feeling I've had isn't fleeting People keep asking me why I keep going back Up until now I thought I loved him But looking back now I see That all he wanted to do was attack It was just verbal abuse at first But things went from bad to worse It's like living under a ***** curse Oh my god! He's coming to get me now Running faster than the speed of light I've caught his eye Now he's got me in his sights Into the chase now He grabs me by my hair And slams his fist into my face As the blood pours out People stand and stare It's like they don't even care Scrambling to get up on my feet When he beats me down again Will this painful life come to a bloody end? That's it I've had enough If I want to survive I'm going To have to get tough I send all my strength into my arm And swing it around to cause him harm My hit seemed to give him a surprise And now I can finally rise Running again from his angry cries I know what I have to do before I die In the police station now I'm put to the test Will I lie again? Or beg of his arrest Outside again now I've done the right thing I feel like I could dance and sing Now that I'm free I can finally see How horrible life can be With him [comments] => 2 [counter] => 181 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Redhotchilichic [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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