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Sleepless in foetal slumber Eyes closed yet wide and irredescent to your indescrections The dark lays like a veil underneath your rough hands As they inappropriately trace my delicate infants body I do not move I cannot out of fear of what you’d do if I dared to but I should think myself lucky really you spared me from the full extent of what your evil could have done but still I can still feel the weight of your hands like a tonne of bricks pushing down on me now ,can’t let anyone too close . what you did comes like back in blows to my psyche
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Oct 21, 2019
Oct 21, 2019 at 2:19 PM UTC
Bed time
Sleepless in foetal slumber Eyes closed yet wide and irredescent to your indescrections The dark lays like a veil underneath your rough hands As they inappropriately trace my delicate infants body I do not move I cannot out of fear of what you’d do if I dared to but I should think myself lucky really you spared me from the full extent of what your evil could have done but still I can still feel the weight of your hands like a tonne of bricks pushing down on me now ,can’t let anyone too close . what you did comes like back in blows to my psyche
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Oct 21, 2019
Oct 21, 2019 at 2:19 PM UTC
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