whereb was she

In a broad of a day ,she felt the need to go her owe way.

 In the dust of the dawn, siting quietly is where she thought she belonged.

Going on about her day and seems like trouble just kept coming her way.

But she kept quiet.

A working, woman, wandering, what he really wanted.

A silence within, that, would spread out so thin.

The kindness wanted to win, but the torment wanted to kill.the life that I live.

The control I feel, when he's around,and when he enter, I knew it was bound.

To bring destruction in to my life, and he didn't even think about it twice.

But I remain quiet.

Them, one day he decides to make his strike, coming at me with a knife.

He yell and scream this is that night where if I cant have you, no body might

So I reach for the phone, but it slip out my hand,

I was afraid as it kept making startle demands.

All of a suddenly, my sun did set for god had a plain to let me rest.

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