No
The thought of you repulses me,
But all i do is think.
I try to drown your image,
In sorrow, drugs and drink.
Yet the image is always there,
In the forefront of my mind.
Burned only into my scarred memory,
For no one else to find.
Distant screams of “NO”
They never bothered you,
Nor the pleas to stop
That was when i knew.
Knew the fight was over,
My pleas just spurred you on,
How do you stop a monster?
When all your fight is gone?
Your nasty heavy breathing lingers on my body,
Despite washing every day,
Your scent will be embedded in my skin
It will never fade away....
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