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In IT works hard one hundred grand plays hard big arms works out lust love smiling eyes sun shines whack closed fist that's how much he loves me jealousy stomach punch vomit apologies because he loves me sexual bruises excuses cupboard doors tip toe egg shells twisting, punching scream and yell broken arm broken spell terrified calm walk away want to live another way
