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The Recesses of my being
Relegating....
Myself to a time
A vulnerable trusting child
Obliging in ambiguity
I submit
An unconditional act of faith
A naive child
Ready to play
Ambushed...
Suffocating...
Unable to breathe
Whirling in confusion
Face...
Pinned to the bed
Everything...
Fades to black
Violated
Invaded
Alone...
So much in pain
So much in denial
Transported...
To the corner of the room
Outside
My own body
Saddened...
By the cruelness I am forced to witness
I feel sorrow for the executioner
Accepting fate...
Recessing back...
Never asking why...
The memory...
Expunged
My heart is not lost...
Instead...
It itensifies...
