your child
"Your child comes first" that's what they always say I am your child, but why didn't you put me first? why did you sit back and let your husband treat me that way Did it ever occur to you that what he was doing was not okay why didn't you speak up for me I came to you crying telling you what he has done but you say "it was probably an accident" an accident ah I see because when the hand doesn't stop at the thigh that's an accident indeed? I'm your child why don't you believe me when I say this man does not love you and now I was left crying everyday
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