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He Changed Me In the Stairwell
It's strange how a few short seconds can lead you in a whole new direction. It alters how you think and act and see you own reflection from a single moment on my life was forever changed like everything I previously knew had suddenly been rearranged. No one will ever understand just how I felt that day but deep within this poem I shall try to convey I can't even begin to illustrate the person I once knew I intend to simply express the horror I went through. I was suddenly pinned against a cold steel stairwell where not a soul was anywhere to dwell suddenly I was captured no possible way to escape wondering if it was truly my fate. I tried to get away but my soul he had broke I was like an innocent cow that he used to prod and poke my mind filled with confusion and his filled with lust he took another part of me with each and every thrust tears danced down my face I peered into his soul with a firm look of disgrace his cold touch like a vacuum sucking the life out of me his ears were wide open but he wouldn't hear my plea. It is a bit funny that a piece of scum is all he will ever be and the only thing that he accomplished doing in life was me. I may have the sweetest smile glowing between my nose and chin but only I know the truth about the deep secrets held within I may have the prettiest eyes that have seen more than they should and have cried more tears than anyone ever should. I may have the kindest heart but that came with a cost it has felt the worst of pains and experienced the greatest losses I can't change the past and event to which I succumbed, but I can focus on the present and change what is to come. We are all so different and yet so much the same everyone in some way or another will experience a kind of pain everybody has things that they wish not to recall into each life some rain must fall scattered throughout our lives dreary days will steady approach bad memories trailing behind these dark days are necessary just as important as the rest for if we didn't have the worst we couldn't recognize the best.
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Lemonia Sims
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