Behind The Locked DoorI stand here staring at myself in the mirror..Tears running down my eyes and blood dripping on the sink. I wonder how can I put up with this....What have I done to deserve this? I hear pounding on the door and he continues to yell for me to open the door promising it will never happen again. I just stand here stunned that it did happen again and this time worse then last. I slump to the bare bathroom floor crying my eyes out. I slowly lay down on the floor and drift off to sleep listening to his empty promises.Behind The Locked Door
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And in silence, they left, for they were ashamed to be caught out in their ignominious biases.
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~*~When A Person Has Nothing Left To Lose That's When You Should Fear Them The Most~*~
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The Last Mariachi
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The Last Mariachi
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