Soliloquys and Strippers.

she fell.

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down.

his blows did nothing to

                    soften

                          her fall.

the crystalline carpet fragments, exposed to her naked eye.

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the pain.

behind the closed gate ,  of

                                           her soul.

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                    around             around.

                                   and

            she,

not alone.

             nor AFRAID.

                                          feet,

                              her

                      on                                                   she stood her ground.

           back

got

                                              over and over he struck.

and

with

each

blow,                                        she was knocked down.

the onslaught went on forever,

                     until she had the strength.

to                her

    conquer            beast.

until. one day, she owned up.

she  a

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                               d

                  her past.

she exposed her

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                   delicious secrets.

and

  on

   that day.

she slipped

    in

            to

                                                         the arms of her masquerading angel.