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No Escaping

She thought of her past
Missing the life she once had
Tears began to flow

How did she get here?
This place of hurt and sorrow
She longed to be free

Not able to escape
His grapple too tight to bear
Leaving dark bruises

Controlled, abused, sad
Feeling helplessly restrained
There was no way out

Please note that this haiku style poem is not about me. I wrote it as I would imagine some women must feel.

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