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I Begged You To Stop
I BEGGED YOU TO STOP You see me already sitting at the corner heads down unto folded arms, bent on knees... When tears and cries, all that left to say still, your tongue is as sharp as a wooden ax, slowly cutting me like that of a CT scan. Sobs, groans rocked and rolled earthquake in my bones, I beg hard for you dear mother to stop. STOP! but sadly, you didn't... You didn't... Left to right you again whipped me with shouts, your eyes mad like that of a lion ready to devour. Frightened, the most I can do is to stare down, beholding my two pained, beaten bruised legs, knees shaking despite my hands holding them tight, also my fingertips dance in terror. Again, I beg hard for you dear mother to stop but traumatic, you are there but you aren't listening... Like the disturbed tidal waves of the sea, your palms non-stop lapping hard: thud! thud! Even your digits keep on squeezing my skin. A cheap make-up colored red and black are scattered free all over my flesh, except for some purple spheres in my wrists. I beg hard for you dear mother to stop but all your eyes mirror is remorse... Stop! Please, please Stop! but you never stop only my breathing stopped. __________________________________________ ==Sponsor Broken Wings== ==Contest Name Any Poem That Received Honorable Mention== ~~1st Place~~ O.E. Guillermo 10:01 pm , June 17, 2015
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