where it stings
i force myself to write
because i will not
force him to listen.
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i force myself to run
with shaking legs
and burning lungs.
my vision blurs
with colours
that aren't there.
my legs scream
from under me,
i barely feel them.
my head aches
as if its already
hit the pavement.
everything screams
at me to please stop.
he screams,
and again, i run.
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