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the body in front of me
i was walking this trail,
when i tripped on a branch..
i fell a foot away from a body,
it was a disgusting sight.
it had no eyes,
the feet were near the head,
the arms stuck up the vagina,
the mental picture,
is stiuck in my head..
i cant go walking along trails anymore,
because i am scared that it will happen again..
i had to tell the police everything,
why i was walking the trail,
and are you sure you didnt do it..
it scares me that im the one that found,
this body..
the mutilated body..
it looked like it was burnt,
cut,
scratched,
stabbed,
and, and, and, and raped...
it sends me shivers down my spine,
everytime i talk about it..
i cannot live with this anymore..
it hurts too much to think,
it could have been me,
and it was that horrified,
that i couldnt tell..
when i tripped on a branch..
i fell a foot away from a body,
it was a disgusting sight.
it had no eyes,
the feet were near the head,
the arms stuck up the vagina,
the mental picture,
is stiuck in my head..
i cant go walking along trails anymore,
because i am scared that it will happen again..
i had to tell the police everything,
why i was walking the trail,
and are you sure you didnt do it..
it scares me that im the one that found,
this body..
the mutilated body..
it looked like it was burnt,
cut,
scratched,
stabbed,
and, and, and, and raped...
it sends me shivers down my spine,
everytime i talk about it..
i cannot live with this anymore..
it hurts too much to think,
it could have been me,
and it was that horrified,
that i couldnt tell..
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