January 9, 2010
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The words came out like needles spill,
Fast and painful,
She moved swift like a cheetah,
Her hand rose and slapped my face fiercely,
A loud cry echoed through the house,
My hands rose to protect my face,
AS all my thoughts and happiness left this place,

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