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xXx suicidal_skittles xXx
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 Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2010 9:20 pm
He appears infront of my face,
The beating is soon to come
He looks at me with pure disgrace
His face is full of hate and power.
He stomps his foot and shakes his hand,
his eyes stab at me like a thousand knives.
I can't find the strength to stand,
I fall backwards.
He springs forward,
full of anger, full of power.
My strength is greatly lowerd.
His hands come up and slap me in the face.
the beating burns, it aches
my body is full of pain.
He laughs and smiles.
I cant take it anymore, this man is insane.
tears flow from my eyes,
this pleases him.
Im powerless, just a little girl
Im afraid to move, Im afraid to sleep.
my head is spinning, my mind is a swirl.
I cant put up a fight, its much too late.
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2010 10:13 pm
OAOAOH!!!!!! That's so sad.... sad You are such a good poet.
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xXx suicidal_skittles xXx
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Posted: Tue Nov 02, 2010 4:20 pm
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