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Leechle Oct 2018
The Seven Year Old Girl
I bent over willingly not knowing
what exactly was going to happen.

I faced the door hoping help
would  come through the ***** keyhole.

Thing is.......
I was always up after eight
and didn't have the power to fight
nor scream.

After this particular incident that happened
one too many times,
regularly.
Everything changed.

I slept early.
I had anger towards men.
I was afraid of speaking up.
And lastly I didn't know what it was.

Because it wasn't skin on skin,
Society would conclude and say it wasn't a scheme .

Because I didn't scream,
Society would conclude and say I enjoyed it.

So what is child molestation?
Skin on skin?
Or not wanting it to happen at all?

I didn't say "No" cause I was afraid,
I didn't say "No" cause saying it to an elder was rude,
I didn't say "No" cause he was the opposite ***
And I didn't say "No" cause I was seven years of age.

Now tell me I wasn't molested.

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Leechle Oct 2018
Bathtub
I sat in the empty bathtub
thinking maybe if fate
was willing to fill me up
this tub would be filled with sorrow.

I had no motive nor discombobulation.

I just wanted to feel the cold cast iron,
cool down my inferno state
but it was so weird how it kept me at ease.

I am just trying to figure out my life, me or even better my future.

I sat in the empty bathtub filled with mixed feelings within that kept me wondering why.

I sat in the empty bathtub to deal with myself, little did I know I'm empty.

It's so surreal.

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Leechle Sep 2018
This moment
My hips crave your hands
Slowly and gently directing me.

My lips fear the tenderness
Of your lips but still
Want more of you.

I'm taken to a place
Far from home
Yet so near to your heart.

I release sighs
As a sign of pleasure.

Let my juices quench
Your thirst.

My hips can't stop
Dancing to the rhythm
Of your moans.

Turn my turns and take
Me higher, take me
To a place which
Drives me insane.

It all is so breath taking
I can't speak.

I imagine, imagine how
Would it turn out
If my turns took over.

I might be inexperienced
But this moment is yet to come again.

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Leechle Oct 2018
I simply went head on.
I simply went for it
Not knowing what
Will be.

I just didn't care
What it would turn
Out to be.

I was simply falling in love
Like any other being.

Call it a phase,
But I am human and naive.

I was not trying to hinder
My feels but to express
My fears.

Pardon me
But I was simply headed
For what's known to
Be love.

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Leechle Jun 2019
Can’t I just fool you??
As you see the vivid sky all clear,
let me be the cloud that comes unannounced with my wet days and striking moods.

Let me fool you.

Let me be too much and still be enough deadly and so alive,
maybe hazy walking on sunshine.

Not blindingly so but willingly.

Let me.

Just once...this time,
be the fool...my fool.

Just follow my lead to neverland.

Educating yourself to the wrong me.

**** let me fool you.

Let me drop you one too many times...

Now that you know my intentions,
can I infiltrate my ways,
flaunt my dangers
and simply fool you?

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Leechle Feb 2018
Let me be a teenager...
Let me be a teenager
And learn my right
From wrong.

Let me be a teenager
That won't regret
The fact that flying too
Low prohibited me.

Let me be a teenager
And mingle not to disjoin
What I heard but follow my heart.

Let me be a teenager
And do all the wrong things
That I will look back to
And probably laugh about it.

Call it a phase or whatever
But don't I learn from my mistakes?

Let me be an eagle that flies,
Let me be a cheetah that runs,
Let me be a giraffe that can over look things from afar,
Let me be a being, a type of being that is a Teenager.

Fly birdy, fly and express
Yourself but not too high.......

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Leechle Oct 2018
The Reversible Poem
A friend
She was me
I love myself
I love her
She graduated to be a sister to me
I was there when she needed me
And she was there when I needed her,
We met in a distinctively manner
The way two different anomaly souls united
We were inseparable
We wondered what went wrong
It all faded slowly
And we didn't see it coming
Is this the end
Let's laugh again, cry again, and dance to sweet nothings again
**** let's go back in time
Let's start over

Now read from the bottom.

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Inspired by - @ArianaBagley
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Leechle Dec 2018
Untitled
Let's call it this
Or call it quits.

I've been watching this brick wall
For far too long.

It feels like a decade.

Metaphoric beings
with onomatopoeia sounds,
On repeat to match tunes.

And there,
so ***** maybe victory...
victory has come through.

Scribbling something
That came about as nothing.

I'm exploring the new
and maybe different but
This wall....
This brick wall seems to shutter it all.

I don't know if it's our wall,
It's untitled.

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Leechle Nov 2019
Reminiscing
You have no idea,
maybe no clue
of how your buzz amuses me.

That night.
That moment.
That day.

Unraveling
A jacket for a jacket,
A T-shirt for a T-shirt...

Slowly and constantly
making your way to my lips.

You caressing my back
with writings in cursive.
Gentle strokes with whispers of my name,
maybe babe.

Sigh.
That night.

The talk...

I’m just here reminiscing
hoping not to crush hard.

And I can write again.

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Leechle Jun 2018
Tonight
I share my nakedness,
Twirl in confidence
And search for your eyes.

Tonight I wait for your
Call so I can call out
Your name in pleasure
With pleasing.

Tonight I'm this precious object
That's longing for the touch
Of your feel.

Tonight, ****,
Tonight is all about
You and I

Let me be relevant aleast for
The night ,this night,tonight.

Let your hands
Wonder on my soft skin,
Seeking for pleasure.

Tonight I will
Be relevant once more
Than any other day
Because of my nakedness
Hidden by the night.

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Leechle Mar 2019
This sensation
If only you started head first
down to my neck
discovering every bone on my back,
cupping my *******
and measuring the size of my waist.

You improve from cold to hot,
Now you're warm.

Slowly making your way to my hips
and shaping my glutes
All the way down,
Down to the tip of my toes.

I keep reminding myself to breathe.
****, I'm under the shower head,
water slipping on my skin.

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Leechle Oct 2018
I feel it
I feel it right here
In my chest
Where my heart
Is stored.

I feel it
Right in between my lungs
Like an African drum
Or perhaps an alert
Of danger.

I feel, I feel you.
I still feel your warm
Breath on my neck.

I feel it,I feel you
Right now ,right here
Longing for all
The "Love you"
Seeking for the "I" in it.

I feel my captor being love.

All I feel is the need to propel
Knowing you not beside me.

I want it to lift me up
Like a Jack instead,
I feel it all sinking in
Like the Titanic
And dying as Rose.

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Leechle Oct 2018
Men
Here I am thinking and probably
Fooling myself that men or preferably
You are different.

Not in a dateable way but as a
Guy in general that will change
My perspective and reminisce.

Reminiscing this will end up
Getting me emotionally fu*ked up
Which will make me hate men.

Allowing you to wonder my
Body so I can fill the emptiness
And open up.

Yet again I'm probably gonna
Get sidelined or even worse
Emotionally rebuff, physically
Used and mentally misplaced.

I might have taken things
Lightly due to you being you ,
But the cruise we partaking will
Take a detour and stop at the
Nearest island.

Indulging in this will be
Pointless cause it will
Be meaningless to you.

I guess cutting all ropes
Or stings between this
That we Don't have a name for
Will help us reminisce this in
The mere future.

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Leechle Mar 2018
Tell me it's magical.
Am abnormal to unleash
My Deepest darkest
secrets on a piece of paper?

I'm only trying to protect
my feelings in order
for me to escape.

I'm only trying to unleash
what's known to be harmful
or simply true.

Pardon me
For my method of escape
But this is the only way.

Pardon me
If I'm too much of a metaphoric
being that's trying to be herself.

I turn to escape in the right place ,
in the right time ,
on the right paper to express myself.

Pardon me
From too much of me
trying to escape from the real
world and be me.

Sadly, I won't apologize for being me
in the real world trying to scribble something
on a piece of paper to escape
my majestic or defaulted ways.

Pardon me
But isn't this magical?

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Leechle Jan 2020
Sky
Infinite, limited
and grounded
yet so high.

Just like the clear blue shy,
rain comes and goes,
seasons visit
but air stays.

If only the touch of your feels
were tangible
like rain
maybe it wouldn’t have been a maze
with blind mice in a race.

Just to hear your voice
this one last time
with calm winds
and a blissful season.

Flowers smile
with every step you take,
paving your way into a better place.

With a split second of lightning,
you were gone
and thunder took over.

I have never felt such storm within me.

Memory of...

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