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Life,Love,Pain..

Whenever I look upon you i see myself killing you... I don't remember exactly what i did but I remember you had me walking down the road with your 3 kids... It started to rain on us and you drove right beside us and you hollered out the window "take a bus" I started to cry and the kids looked at me and said " mommy what's wrong?" I would say back "I'm tired of him treating me wrong...!!.. As we walked along the way it started to turn into night and we sat at the bus stop and prayed... When the bus came we had to pay a $1.00 for 3 and plus me but I didn't have any fees...so we couldn't ride the bus.. As we walked in the rain we made it home we hum to ourselves and sing songs... When we made it home something was strange my husband was there on the couch with drugs in his veins.. I told the kids to go their rooms so they wont look at their daddy this way cause their pride wont be taken away... I went to confront him that what he was doing wrong but before I know he grabbed me by my throat and said sing me a song....!... I didn't have anything to say because I couldn't breathe but I never thought that his looks could conceived.... I told him in my choking voice " I love you" he said "I don't love you I just wanted to do what I had to do and that's why your a fool?" I never felt so heart broken before but all I knew I was going crazy and I start to throw things...!!.. I knew then that he was hurt then, he stop to choke me and he drop to his knees and begged "Please baby please"... I looked at him and said " you don't love me you just wanted what I had and now I'm putting you in my past now would you please pack your bags your bags and leave....!!...

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Date: 7/19/2009 6:25:00 PM
sometimes this is the way life is....
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