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Ex husband

My ex husband, 

In a fight, 

Put his boot on my neck to, 

Break my neck, 

I was pretty and slight, 

He towards over me, 

He pushed 

Me in the corner of, 

His great kitchen, 

And told me it was a Woman's place, 

To cook, 

Clean, 

Work full time 

And look after his many children, 

I broke down, 

Work colleagues, 

Plotted, 

My escape, 

Giving me furniture, 

To hide, 

But he found me, 

And found me, 

And found me, 

I can't breathe, 

I can't breathe, 

I can't breathe 

◄ No tears

If this is my only voice ►

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