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So now get up.'
Felled, dazed, silent, he has fallen; knocked full length on the cobbles of the yard. His head turns sideways; his eyes are turned toward the gate, as if someone might arrive to help him out. One blow, properly placed, could kill him now.
He walked with just such a limp as I have seen in footsore tramps.
A stubbed in the back could only be from a friend.
Hurt my fluffy bunny, will you? The following moments were a red-tinged blur as he took care of the humans who dared hurt his Miranda. The idiot with the flamethrower screamed the loudest when Chase yanked off his arm and beat him with it. When that stopped being fun, he tore out his throat.
Tricks ripped and you tripped, tricked yourself by falling slowly.
I'm the winner in this game,
unable to stoop to your level of shame.
Unwilling to reply to your words of ache.
I had been pushed as far as I could stand
I was out-niggered, and I will never be out-niggered again.
I was struck to my heart and through my heart, knocked clean out of my ordinary life.
Be like the single blade of grass. For she too, has been trampled on, mowed down, and hit with such bitterly cold stretches that she had to shut down to survive. Yet still she stands upright with dignity, knowing that she endures, and still she dances with the wind.
Disarray as they were pulled to their feet by their escorts. We
It was about three feet wide and stippled
Slap my ass and call me a tramp. You're responsible for this?
People think they touched me.
That's what they thought.
Petra Hermans
September 22, 2016
Amen
She bruised easily, in dark purple smudges like in blooming on tissue paper.
Adrian had been felled by a Coach bag.
Born down in a dead man's town; The first kick I took was when I hit the ground. You end up like a dog that's been beat too much 'Til you spend half your life just covering up.
I felt like a rug had been pulled from under my feet, my head hit hard on the floor and the pain vibrated through my body.
I was knocked down and dragged by a police Land Rover in a hit-and-run.
She walks in beauty.
I am trampled by it.
She swims in beauty.
I drown in it.
Sometimes in life, you will get knocked down.
He slipped on the floor and this time his
Served her right, he thought, riling him up the way she had. "Hurt your foot?"
The amused and satisfied tone didn't escape her notice. "I stepped on a rock while I was running
after this big, stupid culo."
"Which would be me.
You were there when they trampled me - you picked me up, healed me and gave me back my feelings - is it any wonder I love you? ...
I got run over by a bug-eyed dummy, I guess.
Wounded
A bruise is tender
but does not last,
it leaves me as
I always was.
But a wound I take
much more to heart,
for a scar will always
leave its mark.
And if you should ask me
which you are,
my answer is -
you are a scar.
I tramp a perpetual journey.
shoes were so cut and slashed that they were ready to fall from her feet.
Knocked the architecture right out of his legs.
Mugged by my own mother.
ripped the paper
He that toucheth pitch shall be defiled therewith.
Don't you ever touch me. Don't ever touch me. The last guy who touched me ended up on the ground dead.
Holy smacks are you alright? Should you even be walking? You're covered in blood.
If some people are "outed," are other people "inned"? Can we say that someone has been "besided" or "overed"?
I've been spat on and shat on
And raped and abused.
The heel of my white kidskin boot ripped a six-inch gash in the hem of my skirt as I whipped around the corner.
I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail, poisoned in the bushes,
blown out on the trail; hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn,
"Come in," she said, "I'll give ya shelter from the storm."
Cut the attacker down, to cut them down to their very soul
I was helplessly captured; and hopelessly enraptured.
I warn the marauder dragging plunder, chaotic, rich beyond all rights: he'll strike his sails, harried at long last, stunned when the squalls of torment break his spars to bits.
I went for a walk and I stubbed my big toe. And my erection.
The accident of our lives bruises The accident of our lives bruises us into dirty individuality.
I'm pulverized by this latest thing!
Caught red-handed for exclamation abuse.
There was too little solid ground under one's feet.
Ravished is a nice word found in sentimental novel. Between us, Moran, the word that stuck in my mind like shit to the bottom of a shoe was fucked.
We began to walk away when I felt a sharp pain rip through my skull. Trevor had grabbed me by my ponytail and flung me to the floor in a fit of rage. I hit the floor, and the force of the impact dazed me.
I had walked all over the fragile bloom of his heart like a Boadicea in Blahniks
Shoes twisted into incredible lilies.
The memories of walks...are hitched on to particular times and places; they spontaneously form a kind of calendar or connecting thread upon which other memories may be strung...The author is but the accidental appendage of the tramp.
Heart thumped from
I was bruised, but I wasn't broken.
I've been racketeered on.
Brushed the side of his hand! Slut!
The punt returner got smacked like Nancy Kerrigan's knee on souvenir pipe night.
Dumped doesn't even begin to describe it. If you're going to use a trash metaphor, incinerated is more like it.
You with the tentacles, you're nicked!
Fell." Maddox was cold and wet, and had been only vaguely aware of Ben dragging him through the jungle. Bumpy. Ben pleading. Ben's lips ghosting over his skin. "From
Confused and Stunned, like a duck hit on the head.
The moved and the shaken.
My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip, my toes to numb to step, wait only for my boot heels to be wandering.
Hurrying, dragging, falling, crying, calling out names hopefully and hopelessly.
Nearly everybody gets twitterpated in the springtime. [ ... ] You begin to get weak in the knees. Your head's in a whirl. And then you feel light as a feather, and before you know it, you're walking on air. And then you know what? You're knocked for a loop, and you completely lose your head!
I broke your heart.
Now barefoot I tread
on shards.
I was wounded by a blow of love.
There was a contact between a football player and a cheerleader, male I might add. That male cheerleader clipped me from the side as I was running full speed, or slower than full speed, but generally, in the upper quadrant of speed. And I hit the ground pretty good.
Bruised, she spent the night with him; bruised, too, he held her as close as he could. It was all done, promised, and decided on.
Don't trip over haters, step over them
You were a woman walked on a leash.
And they dropped you in the end.
I'd had my heart broken, you see. Fell in love with the wrong chap and he crushed me right down to the bedrock. Nothing left but humiliation.
A rut is a grave with the ends knocked out.
I've come too far to stop now. I may be knocked down, but I'm not knocked out. I'm going to get back up again. I know I'm a victor, not a victim.
No one has written adequately of what happens when enough of the body's naked surface is pressed against another human being's. It is a slow dismantling of ego, a suspension of the instinct to distinguish Me from Not Me.
I bashed myself. I cut myself. I caught on fire. I fell: I had been myopically focused on peeling garlic, and hadn't noticed a bin of beef at my feet until I walked into it.
hurt much, I saw the boulder that knocked him
They stumble that run fast.
You Bedazzled my stake?
You spidermanned the one you love.
Is this something new, having people stomp on you? Is it what I need to do for your pleasure?
Lyric:
"The keywords you have entered are 'I' and 'damaged', question mark.
" Do you want to ask, Am I damaged?
"Do you want to ask, Have I damaged?
'Damaged', adjective: defaced mutilated, mangled, impaired, injured, disfigured. Latin damnum, meaning loss or hurt.
When crushed to your knees, it is best to dig in your heels.
Human dignity is the same for all human beings: when I trample on the dignity of another, I am trampling on my own.
I just got gang-egged, or egg-banged or something.
Sheriff Toots Burns.
I'm so pleased you're such a quick judge of character. You've got him tagged."
"Yep, toe-tagged, in the freezer, then buried six feet under.
They that touch pitch will be defiled.
And friend received with thumps upon the back.
The rain to the wind said, You push and I'll pelt.' They so smote the garden bed That the flowers actually knelt, And lay lodged
though not dead. I know how the flowers felt.
A hit, a very palpable hit.
Amidst the crowd, tumbling like a stone, although lying on the roads, I'm but a life.
We fell. We got up. We ran.
Everybody's damaged by something.
Nothing is more humbling than getting your ass kicked.
HEY, BOBBY TERRY, YOU SCROOOOWED IT UP!
We fell to wrestling again. We rolled all over the floor, in each other's arms, like two huge helpless children. He was naked and goatish under his robe, and I felt suffocated as he rolled over me. I rolled over him. We rolled over me. They rolled over him. We rolled over us.
I've been buried alive!
inch of her body was in agony. She felt like she had been flayed, and she looked like she had been
The riot screws did not stop there, they dragged him down the corridor where ten other nameless screws repeatedly coshed him over the head and face and body. Dingus by now was totally out cold, he had received the equivalent injuries of someone who was involved in a car crash.
scrambled to stand.
Another sharp pang stabbed him in the ribs and made him jolt with a grunt.
"Are you in pain?"
Alex smirked. 'I've been bludgeoned within an inch of me life, ye expecting me to jump up and dance a jig?
After trampling over many bodies and corpses, we succeeded in getting inside. We let ourselves fall to the ground.