abused women

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Voices in my head White noise In my chest Beat of my heart Thuds like a weight in lead.
  You are more than what you present You are violent and rude but are you content? There is something more to you If only I knew I question the words that come out
My finger tips, cold Touch bare chest My heart beat, loud Frozen in time   Arms grabbed me, forcfully I had no choice I looked away, tears Blurred my vision  
sleepless nights...her mind racing...she starts to cry. she yells for help...but it's as if no one can hear her.  she panics, her mind still, she's confused, her soul is lost within itself.
When I love her, she shines for me, just me – a secret smile, hiding tears darkening her brown lashes, until they make her more beautiful than she was before she shined just for me,
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