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Jul 2013
I feel the anger as he yells
I feel it pulsing through my veins
I am ready to rebel
This feeling can’t be contained
His words are like a ****** sword
Shoved in my throat
Don’t he know what he’s pushing toward?
I wish it was a misquote
I am going to walk out the door
I am not coming back
Maybe this time I won’t be ignored
This is my attack
We have nothing to gain
I am done wasting my life with you
You act like you’re insane
I guess I am having a break through
Heather Wright
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