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Superman

watching as that door slowly closed , the moment it slammed . i closed my eyes and counted the seconds till you ran through it , when i reached ten . i knew my superman wasnt coming tonight .walked over put my plam on the door and stood their in silence . realized i was alone , the four walls of my quiet rooms began to shrink around me .pure vulnerability,loss of balance. held on to the door knob , holding on for my life . where did i go wrong .how did i end up alone ? the power was shut off .blood flow to my legs was turned off . my eyes over flowed with tears , each drop held a ounce of pain.cried my eyes out and the pain still over powers me. the struggle to hold on , to even continue , go on one more day .the idea of ever being happy is just a cloud of fog passing through my mind .red , puffy, swollen shut. screaming so loud my lungs burn , but no one answers my cries . almost like duck tape covers my mouth and a blind fold covers my eyes . my legs are tried together .i was kidnapped , i want the old me ,but i guess my superman wasnt coming tonight.

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