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Wednesday, November 07, 2001

 
mommy? daddy? stop fighting. please. stop fighting. stop fighting. stop it. stop it. stop it.
the screaming in my head can only last so long. it has to stop. has to.
tears hit the linoleum with almost audible thuds that sound like gun shots to me.
some days i think that i could just throw something.

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Tuesday, November 06, 2001

 
some days i could shoot you all down
a row of dominoes falling
laugh as you scream
then cradle your head as you slip away

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