She walks into
Her house, her
Feet sore and her
Head aching.
The husband stands up
With two vodka bottles
In his hands.
He goes off about
Everything. He's mad,
With a temper
That could make Satan
Quiver.
Thrown against
The wall,
Bruises on her
Face, she cries
Herself to sleep.
Fake Part Two
- June 19, 2007
- tragic ending x2
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