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Crouching in the corner hiding from the light, Have no choice but to watch as they begin their bloody fight.
Words of anger are thrown in each others face, He holds up his fist and asks if she wants a fucken taste.
She turns her back and trys to walk away, But he gets in front of her saying she has no choice but to stay.
He takes both his hands and uses them to keep her in place, As he starts to hit her across her delicate angelic face.
I can hear her give out a soft and muffled cry, As I sit in the corner and pray that she does not die.
In the blink of an eye I can see the rage start to take over her form, As if the sky was darkening from an on coming storm.
She turns to him and looks him in the eye, As she hits him with her ring I can see the blood come off his face and fly.
He then takes his hand and puts it on the deep bloody gash, With the other hand on her he begins to lash.
She is caught off guard and in slow motion falls to the floor, But he is not done as he slams her into the door.
He takes his fists and starts to hit her in the head, I feel I need to do something before she winds up dead.
I can hear her now she is screaming out in pain, I think he has just crossed the line into the level of insane.
Harder and harder he hits her the less she begins to fight, Why do I ask to myself must I see this ungodly sight.
She has stopped moving as tears begin to well up in my eyes, He puts his hand over her mouth to muffle any unwanted crys.
Out of the corner of my eye I can see it gleaming in the light, I will have to make my move now and continue on her fight.
I make my move and dash across the floor, Picking up the knife before he can know what is in store.
As he hears me take a breath and slowly turns around, I stab him in the chest, the knife begins to drown.
As he begins to slump to the floor I run over to my mothers side, She is covered in blood as my anger I can not begin to hide.
I walk over to him and look him in the eye, As I take the knife out of him and stab him as I watch him die.
I take my mother in my arms and silently weep for her death, As I rock her in my arms I can feel her take her last breath.
