He'll come home again with the same accusations She'll deny them again see the fear in her eyes? He'll hit her over and over and scream out in anger She'll smell the alcahol on his breath and cower in a corner He'll hit her till he collapses unconsious from the booze But somethings different this time she stays down too She doesn't stand to cover her wounds and she doesn't move to wash the walls Or clean her blood from the carpet this time he went too far This time the cuts went too deep and no apology will bring her back - This TimeBirth sign: Not entered
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