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Ok, I got it

Blood on the carpet
A fist held tightly shut
My head is a bangin
My eyes tightly shut

Bruises nicely covered up
the blood it washes off
the fear inside grows though
Need better so i'l be off

Nicely does it as u take me hand
Soft words spoken in me ear
bein treated like a princess
wow wasnt that a great couple of years

The holes in the wall
the doors off their hinges
Dint last too long did it
Looks at u and me skin cringes

Nice is nice aslong as its good
Nice aint nice the way u may think
Lookin happy to an outside world
All battered inside and the blood does stink

Years of torture of bein black n blue
years of hell an escape did seem good
a couple yrs of mr right how good it did seem
the past just came back again who thought it would

Police sirens soundin off out the door
whats goin on as i try to pull up
whos these guys tryin to get me to speak
wot just happened i cant get up

Off in an ambulance where is all this blood from
wot happened wi mr right where did he go
is that me i am lookin down on
oh my god he did try to kill me so

Off to the courts to give em me say
hey look at me with scars that stand out
that man there was mr right of some other year
mr right just lost everythin wi that last clout

Stayin single is wot is best to now do
Mr right may be out there somewhere
but I am more afraid than ever before
of openin my heart to anyone anywhere .....

By Julie Yvonne King .....

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