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Aug 2014
Scars on my knuckles,
too many fist fights,
both eyes blackened
from all of the beatings,
stuck on the rope
looking for an escape,
blue from the bruises,
I can not last another round
Tupelo
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Tupelo  23/M/Maryland
(23/M/Maryland)   
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