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My sexual assailant has no idea that he is guilty.
He does not wear a big scarlet letter on his clothing.
7 years 5 months ago
This year, I burned myself away
I let myself wilt
Without dismay
Often, I was horrified
7 years 5 months ago
I always knew my purpose was true
I could see it when the skies turned blue
From the greyest clouds it came anew
7 years 5 months ago
Although it never occurred to me
That we is greater than I
And the unfolding of time
Is really just an illusion
7 years 5 months ago
Can those eyes percieve that which only few can understand?
What is it about strangers that isolates us?
7 years 5 months ago
This year, I burned myself away
I let myself wilt
Without dismay
Often, I was horrified
7 years 5 months ago