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He said he was sorry,but that didnt changethe way he put his hand to my facehe said he was sorry the second time was worsenow everytime i see him i feel like im cursedbroken inside i cant denythis pain and torture i can no longer hide the days are hard the nights even hardernever knew i would fall for a stalkerhe stalks me in my sleepthe cuts he leaves in my heart are way to deepdeep enough to kill me slowlyi steady stay with him looking like a dummy but love can make you feel like your hungry hungry enough to turn into greedyand greedy enough yo turn into thirstyhe tells me he is sorry then he bought me flowersim letting him think he holds all the powerhe tells me he loves me but i know the truththe truth is bubbling under every single bruisehe tells me he's sorry then he put his hand on my throathe squeezes my neck tightly until i began to chokei pull out my knife and stab him in his earall because i was in so much fear im tired of cryingand as the blood drips slowly i tell him im sorry

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