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Dec 2011
A little girl so naïve
So young
She didn’t know what love was
She didn’t know anything
She did know trust
She trusted him and thought he would never do her wrong
He was older
Like a big brother in a sense
The next door neighbor
The one she could depend on to look out for her
They spend days fishing, nights laughing
Happiness was all she knew
He grew older
She did not
He knew what he wanted
She didn’t have a clue
He asked her to do it
She knew it was wrong
He said it wouldn’t hurt
She was too young
He touched her
She laid there
He touched her more
She was stiff as a board
He climbed on top
She felt the pain
His breath picked up
Hers seemed to stop
He was done and left
She stayed and cried
A year passed and things seemed alright
Nothing else happened
She thought it was over
She was naïve and young
She never understood what had happened
He came to her again
He threatened
She was afraid
He touched her
She looked away
He moaned and sighed
She was stiff
His muscles tense
Her mind forced numb
He got off
She just stayed there
“Get your clothes on”
That’s what he said
Before he left
Now she’s left broken
After what he’s done
The boy that she’d trusted
Well he broke it all in her
Now she can’t even speak his name
She’s got to learn it again
She’s got to regain her pride
And all the tears, she’ll hide
The last thing she wants is for him to see her cry
He may have stolen from her what she can’t get back
But now she’ll make it alright
She won’t look back
Rosie Wisniewski
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Rosie Wisniewski  Michigan
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