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HE PICKED UP my blouse that was on the floor and handed it to me. I don't know how to feel anymore, It is not the pain, it's who it came from.

I said nothing you took and quietly put on while he just watched. I could feel the warmth of my two ears, as well as the underside of my eyes. My words to stick to my throat, these feeling of swings from most loved to most hated would be the end for me