May 2024
The chains that bound us
rusted and crumbled at my feet.
While you distracted me
I turned and you
stabbed me in the back,
I turned to face you
and you stabbed me again
in the heart.
While I laid at your feet
bleeding, you walked over me.
The last memory I have of you,
is your ****** footprints leading
away from the crime scene.
Šī¸ 2024 Amanda Shelton
rusted and crumbled at my feet.
While you distracted me
I turned and you
stabbed me in the back,
I turned to face you
and you stabbed me again
in the heart.
While I laid at your feet
bleeding, you walked over me.
The last memory I have of you,
is your ****** footprints leading
away from the crime scene.
Šī¸ 2024 Amanda Shelton
This is what it feels like to be abused. It's a crime scene and it leaves you scared ****** and bruised. I've been there.
(37/F/Bakersfield California)
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