48:don't understand

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You let him hit you
Even before I knew his name
I thought you would let him go then you keep him

He yelled at me all night
Even tried to bash my head in
He puts my finger in my face
He pushed me down

You seen him
He puts his hands Around your neck
Punched you
You were so red, he made us watch

You still kept
Him saying
That was the last time
He would put his hands on you

You knew it was a lie
When you're pretty little dream came crashing down
When it happened again
I got away

Cops were called and
Two days later I was taken away

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