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The fear in us.
To hear the scream.
To Hear the Cuss
To Cry.
To Die.
To Try.
To Lie,
about the scarred remains,
of the broken lives,
of us, the beaten wives.
To hear the scream.
To Hear the Cuss
To Cry.
To Die.
To Try.
To Lie,
about the scarred remains,
of the broken lives,
of us, the beaten wives.
Let me state some things.
1.) I did not mean to offend any one.
2.) I do not know any one who is a beaten wife or at least don't know if they are a beaten wife.
3.) This is all from my own head. Not as in the rest of my stuff is plagerized this means this poem had no outside influences
4.) Please give me good comments. Not just it stinks, trust me I know.
1.) I did not mean to offend any one.
2.) I do not know any one who is a beaten wife or at least don't know if they are a beaten wife.
3.) This is all from my own head. Not as in the rest of my stuff is plagerized this means this poem had no outside influences
4.) Please give me good comments. Not just it stinks, trust me I know.
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pretty good Kenny I loved how it sums it up at the end