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by chelsea negerte   May 14, 2007


He opens the door with weary red eyes
comes at me with a push
am i gonna die?
why wont he love me?
instead of hit?
She pauses and waits for that one last hit
but instead he falls and crys with me
he says "everything will be alrught baby"
she stares into his eyes wondering if hes true
then he stares at her and says
"im sorry for what i put you through"
~chelsea~
that one is ok i guess

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