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Chased by dreams with blond hair, trying
to capture what they once had for a
minute, an hour, an eternity, a brutal
one night stand from which blossomed
the most beautiful person I’ve ever
encountered.  He too is being chased,
to be captured by one who has no
rights to him, trying to persuade his
innocent little fish to believe in him.
He never will.  When he’s old enough, I’ll
tell him how it happened, how I died
a thousand deaths so he could survive,
and how this man is trying to come back to
reopen wounds so the bleeding will scare
others off.  Trying to produce new scars
too hideous for others to see.  Trying to 
possess me again, to make me numb to the
point of extinction, to keep me as his to 
use whenever he wants.  Resistance, forbidden,
more scars, a searing pain which can only
be known by a deer, shot, yet not dead, trapped,
trying to run, escape, be free.  But alas,
to always to feel the pain.

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