And then he touched me

Sun, 07/19/2015 - 02:25 -- nrg002

And then he touched me
He said it was ok, we were a trust, trust me and then he touched me again
And it doesn't go a way
Because he touched me
I'm a defect a goner
I was pricked with disease
And to the cure I am allergic
Because he touched me
There's No spoonful for me, my body has a mouth but it has decided to close it

Because he touch me
I scrub and I scrub, but they can no longer be-
he touched me
One time was all that was needed
But he.
touches me.

This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world


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