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Thursday, March 11, 2010

God give me freedom

It was really bad 24 years ago when I was married to Danny who was going to bury me in the septic tank after he set me on fire. I got away from him.
I did good for 24 years then I met this a**HOLE six years ago. God please give me freedom from him.

He will not leave me alone, he got what he wanted, he got his girl friend. But he wants me too.
My stitches are out, the black eyes are almost healed, but the really deep wounds are still bleeding inside. Not the kind where there is blood, the kind that takes years to heal, the invisible wounds.

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