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"YOU TAKE MY HAND AND I'LL TAKE YOUR HAND BABY, TOGETHER WE'LL GET AWAY... THIS MUCH SADNESS IS TO MUCH SORROW, IT'S IMPOSSIBLE FOR ME TO STAY. SHA LA LA THE WEATHER SHE COULD DRAG ME OVER THE RAINBOW AND SEND ME AWAY"
"DOWN BY THE RIVER I SHOT MY BABY.... SHOT HER AWAY DOWN BY THE RIVER....."
THE LATE DRUMMER BUDDY MILES - 1970 (Song - Down by the River FROM THE ALBUM BUDDY MILES CHANGES
We had our first argument last night, and he said a lot of cruel things that really hurt me. I know he is sorry and didn't mean the things he said, because he sent me flowers today. I got flowerstoday. It wasn't our anniversary or any other special day. Last night he threw me into a wall and started to choke me. It seemed like a nightmare, I couldn't believe it was real. I woke up this morning sore and bruised all over. I know he must be sorry cause he sent me flowers today. I got flowers today, and it wasn't mother's day or any other special day. Last night, he beat me up again, it was much worse than all the other times. If I leave him, what will I do? How will I take care of my kids? What about money? I'm afraid of him and scared to leave. But I know he must be sorry because he sent me flowers today. I got flowers today. Today was a very special day. It was the day of my funeral! Last night, he finally killed me. He beat me to death. If only I had gathered enough courage to leave him, I would not have gotten flowers today.......If you are against domestic abuse, please pass this along to everyone, NOT just women. submitted by: Shelle via - Lannie Hardy 2005
Domestic Violence is ugly, and it in no way does it demonstrate love or a kind of morbid affection for it's victim(s). Most of us either know of or have been touched by this vicious cycle. Growing up in a home where I witnessed first hand how ugly it can get on all levels. Now to add to the agony we have brothers on the DL (down low). It's time to open up the lines of communication - Can you stand the pain? Your comments and contributions are welcome or send us email.
