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Because you love me right

By , Pewaukee, WI
A knock on the door
He lets himself him
Footsteps on the floor
As he knock on the door

As the clock dings
I’m late again
The phone tends to ring
When the clock dings

He knows I am missing
I was trying to hide
The words he must be hissing
When he found me missing

A fist hits my face
As I walk in the door
To put me in my place
His fist hits my face

I’m on my knees
Crying again
Always trying to please
So I’m on my knees

You love me right
That’s why you say
We always fight
Because you love me right





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