My eyes locked with his as my thin shoulder hit broken pavement. Shattering my hopes of freedom into pieces. Even my delicate hands could not repair the sadness I coughed up. The devil raged in his dialated pupils. Summoning a punch stronger than his fist could've produced. Knuckle to my jaw. Forcing me into my place, once again.
August 19, 2007
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