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A woman tried to save her life from a man that  believed the only way to love was to beat his wife Patient x-rays displayed the six inch cuts carved in her face and her entire jawbone knocked out of place
Mesial, Incisal, Lingual, Facial, These are the surfaces of my dream Slidig smootly over the deep pits and fissures Weaving in and out of the sulcus displacing bacteria Floss.  
You made who I am today and for that I hate you You made me see what others couldn’t dream You made me think I was nothing You made me sell coke every night
I close my eyes, and understand, The only way a child can, To be beaten down with soap, and socks, I beg forgiveness, the paradox.  
shut them out, as I suffer to breathe Where are the words? Can we talk instead of scream? My opinion remains unheard   The violent escapade  on the frigid ground, I laid he charged at me, 
He'll soon see Through your ways And finally know What I know You'll try and tell him it's ok And put on that phony show You'll make him believe it's all his fault
Father, don’t I look pretty? My mouth is sore and my tongue is gone. All I have is anger and love and I have smeared it on my lips and cheeks for you.
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