It's late and I'm exhausted
I'm still breathing heavy from the fight
I'm still shaking with anger
My body feels sticky,
my toes and my feet clammy
And he left not before he hurt me
Not before he hurt her
Not before he hurt our son
Physically I'm injured and
I can't think of anyway to mend myself
Emotionally I want to curl up and die
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