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Rated: 18+ · Poetry · Biographical · #995733
Recounting the emotions of a crime against a family member.
No matter how or when,

The fact still remains,
It happened...
It still hurts
Tears into the depths within me,
Like a dagger
Destroying innocence,
Hope, Love, Sense of Control.
Instilling pain and a life time of fear.

Then it happened again.
One more incident
It all came back
Everything
So much pain
I drop to my knees,
Praying...
Crying...
Screaming...
Watching the flames arise around me.
Dead inside once again.

How?
Why?
Who?
It fucked me up once
Here I sit reliving the hell.... That once escaped
me...

Crying...Screaming...Weeping...
I sit alone again
In the darkness
Enveloped in the flames of my reincarnated hell.
One I hoped to never relive.

Why?
Why again?
What was done to deserve this to have happened
again?
Why must I relive this two-fold?

It killed me once....
And now again....
I lay with my blood....
Both of dead.


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