THE HOUSE IS SILENT
THE AIR IS STILL
I HIDE IN A CLOSET
AS HE WAITS TO KILL

I FEEL THE FEAR
OF LOSING IT ALL
I FEEL THE TEAR
START TO FALL.

HE OPENS THE DOOR SEES MY FACE
GRABS MY SHIRT
AND RIPS THE LACE

I STRUGGLE FOR MY LIFE
HE BECOMES STRONGER
HE BEAT ME HARD
AND I LIVE NO LONGER

ALL I WANTED WAS LOVE
BUT HE TOOD MY LIFE
FOR I AM NOW
HIS LATE WIFE
 
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