His Brutal Choices Had Inner Voices
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His Brutal Choices Had Inner Voices He was my husband of five days and I realized I had married a man who deceitfully disguised Showed me a kinder loving soul But I now see a heart that is hard and cold Rats infested his home and he brought a cat Unable to catch the intruders because it was to fat The cat was given a chance then another but on three A shot gun killed all its lives in front of me Couldn’t get the dog to stay off the furniture when left
alone He warned him once, the second time and then on three One shot to the head and the dog was no longer to be It was a great horse and would ride non stop Could gallop miles and though there was water never
needing a drop Evenings for those few days that I was there Saddled up the horse and travel to places elsewhere Had lots of time on my own but he soon told the horse At evening time when you are saddled stay on one course Didn’t want the horse to listen any more to me I saw him say one to the horse, then two and three Never saw the horse again, he chopped it up for meat Now the pigs and goats have much to eat Every thing around him just got three warnings before Rifles blast and shotguns explode and they were no more Very few were his loyal, other than me On the way to town he took the loyal donkey I watched the donkey stall and he started one, then two Couldn’t get the donkey beyond the cliff and before I knew Explosion again and I flare up and asked him how could
he Stuck out a finger, screamed one and pointed to me |




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