Tag: Domestic Violence
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Terror
I wake, in early hours with gloomy meanderings. A spiky virus wanders through and I watch it despairing that it will ever quieten and agree. Then a forest aflame floats searing my vision, cresting the wave of self destruction as each carboniferous death of a carbon absorber. —- I slip sleepily into the comforting sounds…
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Oh the Children!
I was a hiding again in the cupboard, they had started again and the grinding hatred was spat out in words and then he hit her, over and over. I heard her moans and then screams and then all went silent and I’d wet myself again. ================ I stayed still and silent hoping that he…
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