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Do you hear the cliccking of the bottles as he chooses which one?

Do you hear the splashes as it goes into the glass..

All the while him saying he wont put up with it anymore...

Its time for someone to pay..

So you try to run..

You try to hide..

Knowing you will be found..

You always are..

You will be hurt again.

You will be lied to again..

You always are.

You can hear the ice hitting the side of the glass and your name being called as he goes thru the house..

Once again you are found..

Can you smell the alcohol on his breath?

Do you feel the fear going all the way thru your bones..

How can nobody know..

How can they not figure this out..

Once again you have lost your faith in those around..

So have you figured it out yet?

Which one?