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Bent Smile
I washed my body
because dirt was there
I chopped it all off
Maybe it was my hair?
I threw away those high heels
and v-neck shirts
I now wear sweaters
Maybe it was my short skirts?
I tossed out my makeup
and everything in that case
I now wear a mask
Maybe it was my face?
I bent my smile
to twist my grin
I eat a lot now
Maybe I was too thin?
I shut off my voice
To not stand out in a crowd
I now speak of nothing
Maybe I was too loud?
I washed my body
because dirt was there
It would never rinse off
Maybe I am to share?
I still wash my body
Every now and then
but, I know it was never me
It was always him
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by Jason Irwin
"It will never happen to me"
is what we say
but eight years later
it's still like yesterday.
Ashamed of my body
and the permanent
The vile violence I fought
Until no fight left
Was subdued by the lewd onslaught
I scream but the ears are deaf
If I reason with
SHATTERED SOUL
One person controlled my fate,
Still he haunts my memory,
Savagely he came into my life
And took my soul away,
He
Violation
How many creepy hands touched me
How do I deal
Not knowing what was done to me
A lesson learned
You can't trust anyone
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It feels different
After
A new experience is undertook
And these are the days that I wish
There were less pages in my book
It
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