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Chanel POV:

As I was finishing my makeup beating it to the gods, I hear my fiancé coming through the door as I’m getting ready.. he looked at me with daggering eyes like the silver wild howling at night. He asked me “where are you going?” I replied .. “ don’t you remember the red carpet event is tonight and it’s my first time in the public eye.. I’m giving a poetic speech..” he looks at me with a face of disgust and calls me out of my name .. whore , bitch, slut... next thing he jumps across the living room and it just .. blacked out for me..

 

Rise Angle Rise

 

My body is a temple I kept sacred for many years/

 

Through then men I came across none made me feel fear/

 

I, She who stand a still with a stunned face/

 

A man with a beautiful body and a welcoming face/

 

Suit and tie, Swahili’s leather brief case/

 

I say, who is this man? Why do I feel this way?/

 

I let my guard down and that was the devils pay/

 

Hmmm, 4 years later still can’t figure him out that’s a problem/

 

He walks with light but a dark sway , but apologies with an “I beg your pardon”

 

Seems like when we argue it’s.. more of him telling me I’m wrong without saying his faults/

 

I feel after all this time i Locked my feelings in a vault/

 

I do as he say... I dress how he want me to dress/

 

I lie to the people saying he’s the best/

 

He walked with flight as if he had it all/

 

Call him Kobe, He gotta good Grip on the Ball/

 

*drops a tear and struggle to keeps my eyes open, *continues with a struggle voice*

 

He was perfect to everybody’s eyes.. but eventually he snapped once he seen I had open doors/

 

It all started when I won a award/

 

Suppose to be the Best night of my life, I got slapped and stomped in the rain as it poured/

 

That was the night my soul became yours/

 

I was locked in the cage you fucking devil/

 

I tried to leave you , pushed my right leg down hard on the pedal/

 

You won’t let me go! (says with a loud voice) , You held it like a choke hold , The Vice Grip/

 

You was the snake in the garden at the end , with a poison tip/

 

*Struggles more an eyes continue to close*

 

Another day of this abuse .. I need to find a way out/

 

He walks away from my lifeless body an tells me to go clean the blood from my mouth/

 

*Exit Scene

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Uploaded on September 18, 2018