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Deomis Empty beer bottles strewn across the lawn
The hot summer sun beats down on them
And the beaten trailer shimmers in the heat
She is inside crying on the aluminum floor
Her dark tangled hair falling into her eyes
Her eyes, so beautifyl, now red and swollen
All from the tears he has caused her
The pain he inflicted upon her
No matter what, she still loves him
And she suffers, day by day
But he comes home drunk at night
And beats her to the ground
Why does she take it?
Why doesn't he see that she loves him?
what's it to you?
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