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Oct 2016
Backing me into a corner–
No way of escaping.
Worth this trouble?
No– not I– but I knew it would turn in this way.
That it would become this,
No matter the original innocence.
My innocence.
Soiled by others' hands and lips who strayed too far.
back me up,
chiding, chastising,
Cornered.
With my trust compromised…
yet i love you even still.
Aeya Jean Johnson
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Aeya Jean Johnson  Sipping Cocoa in the Rain
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