My self confidence was gone with piercing words and rain. My dreams were destroyed when her phone calls came.You was a wife batterer and you tried to kill your unborn child. Three years of hell and a lifetime of torture remains. There's no need for revenge. You'll eat your guts out with sour whiskey and warm beer, smell of stink cause you won't take a shower for a week; you'll spend every dime on booze and won't buy any food. You'll wreck your car instead of mine and pass out where you lay and your bills won't be on time. What you did was a crime.
By Bonnie Gail Carter
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