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my mind's clouded

with the memory of your punches

hitting me left and right

with the memory of your slaps

stinging my face, leaving a prominent mark

with the memory of your large masculine hands

gripping my neck like there was no tomorrow

choking the life out of my bruised body

my head's scarred forever with the words you whispered darkly in my ears

"i'm not afraid to kill you,
don't test me you piece of shit"

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A/N, this was so hard to write.
but if you know anyone that shows any sign of being abused, help them as best as you can, don't believe some silly lies, theyre TRYING to hide it from you.

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- Yara xo

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