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5 fingers rise As I clench on to my bra shutting my eyes Waiting for his palm to contact my skin I prepare myself within Slightly I open my eye trembling He bitterly laughs saying ‘oh dear Evelyn’ I watch in horror shouting a cracked please Falling into my knees His hand balled into fists Heedlessly his powered fists rammed into my cheek Making my head shriek I watch in slow motion as my blood flew to the floor Suddenly I notice the innocent at the back door Silently crying Complying My tears fall in sync with the blood from my nose Enough...... As the demon in me arose
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Aug 18, 2018
Aug 18, 2018 at 5:58 PM UTC
We are not punching bags
5 fingers rise As I clench on to my bra shutting my eyes Waiting for his palm to contact my skin I prepare myself within Slightly I open my eye trembling He bitterly laughs saying ‘oh dear Evelyn’ I watch in horror shouting a cracked please Falling into my knees His hand balled into fists Heedlessly his powered fists rammed into my cheek Making my head shriek I watch in slow motion as my blood flew to the floor Suddenly I notice the innocent at the back door Silently crying Complying My tears fall in sync with the blood from my nose Enough...... As the demon in me arose
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Aug 18, 2018
Aug 18, 2018 at 5:58 PM UTC
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