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Mar 2018
You bread fear and vulnerability
little by little you killed me
by intimidation
You thrived off of my instability; my humility
You thrived off me being vulnerable impaired
You left me haunted and scared

Drowning I couldn’t breathe air
Not fair
In my terror is when I found my faith that the devil is real
I was so scared
I was alone falling unsure and naive
I was innocent and unaware
You violated me
Repeatedly
The way I looked at the world
The way I perceived it
The way I perceive people
The feeling of safety
Kindness
Empathy compassion
Justice
Peace
Power
Love control

Youleft me ruined shattered
Tortured
Vulnerable
You battered disrespected degraded and
And   disregarded my spirit
You denied my feelings my thoughts my beliefs my request  my despair
because remember, feeling isnt fair
My willingness to make love not war
I
Melanie
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Melanie  69/F
(69/F)   
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