Alone in the woods.

Every sound seemed dead.

“I love you. You’re beautiful.”

Then he reached for my head.

His lips against mine

felt of a stranger.

Hand on my hip.

I never thought you’d be danger.

Hands on my skin.

I started to weep.

“Your heart and your everything”,

he said he would keep.

He pushed me and pinned me,

the cold ground I felt.

Released his one hand,

just to loosen his belt.

I cried and begged,

hoped and pleaded.

Soon I knew and I cried.

I had been defeated.


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