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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=429428" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Human Bondage</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The echo’s of beatings and abuse<br>   Seeps thru the bedroom walls, <br>   I wear the skin of your life inside me<br>   Festering wounds, <br>   Floating in a sea of abuse. <br>   Why can’t I leave you? <br>   Why am I so weak? <br>   Is it the children? <br>  Am I afraid of making it alone what do I seek? <br>  Jeckal’s of your kind seep in alcohol <br>   To make their life hide<br>  Do I see a glimmer of hope, will you change? <br>   I feel no way; I am a fool’s fool<br>   Living with your unrequited rule.<br>  My love for you was born from the seeds of youth <br>  That died, drowned in tears I’ve shed.<br>   I must heed my families call to leave <br>   Mum down on her knees to beg, <br>  I just know she has experience and insight<br>   Hoping I make it thru another night<br>   To feel the love as I greet her, <br>   And close the door on a wife beater, <br>   Who needs no licence.<br>   I only wish I had a magic wand<br>  To change myself into a Herculean Tyson<br>   With the strength of a wild bison.<br>   Not just for revenge, just to pretend<br>   I could beat the beater.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ken+e+Hall">Ken e Hall</a><div class=q>
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   Seeps thru the bedroom walls, 
   I wear the skin of your life inside me
   Festering wounds, 
   Floating in a sea of abuse. 
   Why can’t I leave you? 
   Why am I so weak? 
   Is it the children? 
  Am I ..."></div>
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