She

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His hands hit her face
a cut here and
a bruise there
the ground beneath her
shattering
and breaking.
Her eyes welled up
Her spirit paralysed
Her body shrunk like a wilted flower.

She was down
he was glad
but he didn’t know
She wasn’t out.

She stood up
thinking of the girl
she was.
Her fire.
Her steel
Her unbridled
Candour
She stood up
taller than ever
and he knew
he didn’t have a chance.

P:S I wrote these lines after hearing a horrible incident some one went through and I wondered how sometimes our most intimate relationships are often the most insidious and debilitating.

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