there is no us.
oncesomeone hurt me
bad
and once
i learned i'll never survive
the aching body
the aching heart
(and painfully aware
of all those who survive
things truly worse
over and over
again)
but no wonder
i am weak
and the violation
made me
fragile
once
someone made we
a victim
Poetry by natasha_
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Written on 2009-09-24 at 13:07
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