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Aug 2014
Could you spit in my face one more time or kick me in the gut so I can know I am still alive
I almost miss the dirt your shoes left on my face.
Lay your hand on my cheek then rip the flesh from my bones
Tie my arms behind my back and leave me to cry salty tears, just like you used to.
Shanijua
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Shanijua  24/F/Brookhaven
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