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My Body
Paralyzed
The stench of stale beer on his breath
I feel his weight upon me
My innocence lost
Memory a blank slate
Bruised and bloody
Trying to recall
A second margarita
Then total blackness
Can innocence be taken twice?
My body
It’s not my own
Men just take it
They use it
And toss it aside
Maybe that’s all I am
A body with no soul
The stench of stale beer on his breath
I feel his weight upon me
My innocence lost
Memory a blank slate
Bruised and bloody
Trying to recall
A second margarita
Then total blackness
Can innocence be taken twice?
My body
It’s not my own
Men just take it
They use it
And toss it aside
Maybe that’s all I am
A body with no soul
Published 4th Dec 2018
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31st Dec 2019 1:32am
The soul is always there regardless however the body is used. But always remain strong and rise up and never I mean never let anyone take away your happiness no matter how bad the situation is.
