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May 2013
I threw my fist at the desk my face slept on.
My face disfigured under the pressure of misery and tears.

I speak through teeth. "You run away, because you're a coward."

Tears are streaming, unraveling into an ultimate truth.
My lungs prepare, taking in all the air around me.

The words scrape my throat:

The message echoes through the house.
It's empty.
It's just her and my hatred.

My chin is soaked.
My expression falls into a flat frown.
The house is engulfed in silence.

I am alone.
Lealend Elisabeth
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Lealend Elisabeth
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