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Aug 2018
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
Cynthia
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Cynthia  F/New Jersey
(F/New Jersey)   
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