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Hurt at the hand of the one I love (domestic viole Hurt at the hand of the one I love (domestic violence) your hands caress me in a moment of passion but then beat me in a moment of hurt you taught me the color of love is black and blue we talk it out, we try to work it out you plead for absolution, I forgive you you love me again you beat me again you love me again you beat me again lower and lower I sink still I come back with the love and you repay me with the hurt |
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