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Why did I drink excessively? I have put myself in danger. Hands held from the back, unwilling *********** from you, a stranger. Pleading and confused, violating ecstasy, forcing sweet release. And then there were two. Forwards and backwards, blackout, lost is my control. Remembering parts. Painful, and the counter top, hair ripped out harshly. Murmuring, "please, no, stop." All through quiet sobbing, "It hurts, please... stop." Barely, I can't move. All full, and being taunted, I can't fight back. Saying, "You like it, take it like the ***** you are." No one comes to help.
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Nov 9, 2013
Nov 9, 2013 at 4:21 PM UTC
Post Traumatic (Haikus No. 1)
Why did I drink excessively? I have put myself in danger. Hands held from the back, unwilling *********** from you, a stranger. Pleading and confused, violating ecstasy, forcing sweet release. And then there were two. Forwards and backwards, blackout, lost is my control. Remembering parts. Painful, and the counter top, hair ripped out harshly. Murmuring, "please, no, stop." All through quiet sobbing, "It hurts, please... stop." Barely, I can't move. All full, and being taunted, I can't fight back. Saying, "You like it, take it like the ***** you are." No one comes to help.
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Nov 9, 2013
Nov 9, 2013 at 4:21 PM UTC
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