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Her LoveChild


 She lived her life                                                                                                                                    Quiet and Humble                                                                                                                                 Not living in the shadows but living                                                                                                  Freely Carelessly Lovingly                                                                                                                    Fear and caution never came                                                                                                                She just knew that true love would come again                                                                                          It did                                                                                                                                                      She met him                                                                                                                                         Loved him                                                                                                                                           Embraced him                                                                                                                                        He met her                                                                                                                                         Loved her                                                                                                                                         But............ It was just that one time                                                                                                      That one dinner                                                                                                                                    That one kiss                                                                                                                                       That scream                                                                                                                                         Then his fist                                                                                                                                            His cold hand on her throat                                                                                                                    He took her and everything she had                                                                                                      He took her goods and left his bad                                                                                                       Yet she lives but with                                                                                                                          Fear and caution that never go away                                                                                                   And now time revealed                                                                                                                              That she would let their child stay

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