Domestic Violence

Shes 15 and shes go-ing
Fast -slow,
But she knows she cant unload
Shes tow-ing
All the years of false accusations, her patience
Is quickly running out and her plans further un-folding

Mind for the heart
And a heart for her mind
A penny for her thoughts
That no one was buying,
False accusations , for deeper wounds were form-ing

So here's a needle and some tread,
He told her to sew back, to mend;
All of the open flesh wounds he gave to her,
She got from bed..

She further pleaded for Some CLOSURE..
Never knew the worst but had the man that had clothed her.

Fucks for the xos' and fucks for those Simpson OJs
Fucks for all the bitches forced out there
Give a fuck about violent foreplay
 
 
A father to beat her,
her husband mistreat her, never catchin breaks,
she never hit the meter..
Little miss was always innocent, she wasn’t strong enough,
till her baby daddy beat the breaks off her
cuss he wasnt too logical,
she was free, she knew she was free
sweet lil miss had no love till she flew deep with glee
With the angry butterflies unleashed,
her heart ripped out she screamed..
Domestic violence silently but nobody reached
So much for being in love,
her heart never peeked
Chose all her words carefully ,
she was too discreet
A new man she meet,
she had more faith
Love for her in mother land,
her life too soon, now its too late
Son of marry she'd further carry
Shed never marry , cuss she hesitant
Wish she had better sense
To leave for a better man
Now shes dead, shes in heaven and..
So much for love