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Not so long ago

Not so long ago
Little changes
Crept up on me
Like a bolt out of the blue
Was stronger, happier
Than I'd ever been before
For the first time
I could communicate
With others
But most importantly
I could listen
To what others had to say.

Not so long ago
I was beginning
To enjoy life and really live
In a state
Of peace, calm and joy

Then like been struck
By a bolt of lightning
The seering pain
Of his evilness
Destroys my very being
And takes me yet again
To a place of unacceptance
And disbelief.

Not so long ago
I was beginning
To discover
Who I really am
The reason for my existence
The person I am
Not some evil slapper
Born to sin

But like having the rug
Pulled from beneath my feet
Again I land
In the depths of hell
Where his evilness
Knew no bounds
Where his actions
Were a sordid little game
Played in such secrecy
So none could not see
Nor have any knowing
Of the person
He truly was.

By Eve


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