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A Contravened Instant
Once, bravery shrouded my face, He took it, all of it in one night. Shame replaced my dignity, Valiant interchanged my fearlessness. Suppressed cries; stifled pleas, Deafening roars; physical manacles. I wither away, waking up to a stranger, Forcing his body against mine. There was not a way to stop him, For he was stronger than I, I just laid there, barely lucid, Having to take what was being done. “No, please stop. No, I don‘t want to.“ “You like it. You asked for it.” Nobody there to salvage me, Alone with a monster; it felt like eternity. Finally blacking out for the remaining assault, Waking up, finding him touching me again. Afraid for my life, I lay quiet, barely breathing. He finally got up, and so did I … Leaving nothing, but all of my goodness, Leaving behind the notion of nobility. I left behind my honor, and my valor, Hoping one day, I’ll be able to restore … What used to be me.
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