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Poetry

A collection of poems :> WARNING: implications of physical and verbal abuse, violence, and slight descriptions of panic attacks.

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by InEssenceOfPotatoes

by InEssenceOfPotatoes

I stand unshaking, but my heart is trembling.

She wails and she screams, unwavering.

I feel nothing as she jabs a finger into my chest.

She drives another fist into where my heart pounds.

I feel my braces kiss my cheeks desperately, painfully.

She raises her hand again, but I don't flinch.

I sit unshaking, but my heart is trembling.