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Sep 2014
Cold and beaten up
with a black eye
Bruises cover my entire body
as I watch time fly
He hit me again
with that dreaded belt
Tied me to a chair
and watched my insides melt
Red, pink and purple bruises
on my pale skin
He never gets enough
He is hollow from within.
axr
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axr  18/F/India
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