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Hurt
Hurt. By Tanya H. I hurt myself today, to see if I still feel, I focus on the pain, the only thing that's real. (Trent Reznor) I ran. Swearing and vile words followed, but couldn't catch or slow me. Cloaking myself in night I escaped the fat slob; his stench, sneers and urgency for my mouth and body. The phone I'd snatched from the cab I threw, no use to me, though clearly expensive. When it splashed I laughed. The bastard probably used it most for porn, for leering at...