I stood there in silence, waiting for the storm to end. He grabbed my hand, and covered my bruise.
I stood there in silence, waiting for the storm to end. He grabbed my hand, and covered my bruise. strength stories
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poetic_hippie a little hippie, a little lost
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Now she’s free, and he will pay

I stood there in silence, waiting for the storm to end. He grabbed my hand, and covered my bruise.

“You know you must remain silent, right? No one can know,” he said abruptly.

I turned to face my abuser, tears all cried out, “You will not win.”

He tried to stop me as I left, but there was a force that wouldn’t be contained. I was free and now he will pay.

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