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Hashime who wants to be a king who gave me the wedding ring,who sing out are wedding vowels  twisted with a lie   up under the truth, it will be my heart body money and mind he will miss use a sorry excuse for his sick love and abuse, hashime should be called a new name , shame everyone is to blame for the pain he has gave 2 me ,I became his objection for his sick love and affection,I'm moving in a new direction  called my sweet escape ,from you and im never looking back, so I can relax and have my peace no longer worring about  the police  protection, no longer being 
  pushed  down to the ground knock off my feet no longer affraid of  being a happier me  ,I don't have to worry about a punch or slap, no longer trap by your sick selfish love. And  affection moving forward is my new direction