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Sep 2016
12345- didn't think I would stay alive.
How did I survive?
Feeling alone, if I dissapeard would he notice?

No one knew.. Shhhhhh . Secret

Big mishapen.. Yellow, brown, green and blue.
They fade.

Broken, but carry on. Why? Just for another slap or a nice little punch.
Don't want to be alive.. What have I done for such punishment?

Please humiliate me some more.. Or why not punch me in the face?  
You won't though. Not now

Coward.
Your not brave strong or manly.
You weak pathetic *******.
Lisa Pike
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Lisa Pike  Surrey. UK
(Surrey. UK)   
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