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Echoing abuse
His words concealed a life so full of lies
His hand was soft which held her gentle palm
She raised her head and looked into his eyes
Without a twitch he played her heart with calm
He knew the signs the ways to find his prey
He’d showed his smile and hid his means to harm
It was for him a laugh a game to play
Where he portrayed a mask with grace and charm
From young till now with ease she chose wrong men
And then she’d fight to keep her man in vain
She craved their rage became the nagging hen
It seemed as if she aimed to live with pain
Dad hid mum and he found a mum to hit
Mum loved dad and she was treated like sh*t
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