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Wednesday, February 23, 2005

Innocence Lost



I remember back to the age of five
his sneaking into my room at night
love me
touching, caressing, placing hands on me
stealing the innocence from my soul
help me
I grew older, it didn't stop
outrageous behavior no one would see
leave me
twisting of mind, body and soul
shadows of anger, shame and hate
killing me
running away, from one to another
drugs, alcohol, sex, out of control
rescue me
feeling like nothing, like slime, like a whore
why did you do this?
you were supposed to protect me

posted by broomhilda at|1:10 PM|

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