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I wear loose fitting comfy clothes. My shoes have holes. They bare my sock covered feet, that's usually all I see. That doesn't normally diminish me. She says I look like a hobo. Like I can't afford clothes. Then the memories flood back like a rapid, so fast with no chance to stop them. Every time I close my eyes it's a horror movie on repeat. she has no idea what she has just done to me... I feel empty, you tore away my happiness and my innocence. You left me with a life time of "what if's" and "why me's". Sleep less nights await me and the hot breath of you haunts me. I will always doubt myself and think I'm wrong but the truth is, you killed me.
You have taught me not to trust those who love me and for that I'm always weary. That's what you have done to me, and now she has no idea who I am. I can't tell her because she looks up to you. My life is just a graveyard of past ruins and she will have no idea what YOU did to deface me. I am a lonely leaf that used to be green. People don't see me. They step on me. A side affect of what you have done to me. Now I'm left wondering what a starry night looks like. Now I'm left to replace the hole you shot in me. And again I'm starring back at my stocking covered feet. And the part that scares me is that not even a second has passed.
