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You Took More Than You'll Ever Know.

I found a picture today…
It was of just you and me.

I doubt you remember me,
Or maybe you do…..
I mean, you beat me pretty good that night.

I can’t forget it…

It happened years ago,
Seems like just yesterday though.

I remember it was Halloween…
I was supposed to work but I ditched to spend time with you,
Cause you called me begging and crying,
Asking me to come over, cause then it would all go away.

I walked a long way,
Having to walk past my own house.
Praying to God,
My parents wouldn’t see,
And ask where I was going…
Since Mom had just dropped me off at work.

I eventually arrived,
You were waiting outside for me,
Weird memories suddenly flooded me of earlier that day
Ones I didn’t recall
They were of when you tried to have your way.

I hugged you and followed you inside,
This was only the second time I’d been over.

The house smelt funny,
As I looked around to try to see,
I heard a loud strange noise,
Only for you to suddenly cover my mouth…
Then you pushed me onto the couch.
I tried screaming but it was muffled…by the Duct Tape.
It wasn’t just my mouth,
Then it was my hands behind my back,
But that wasn’t my worse problem.

This wasn’t some joke,
I thought maybe you were just pulling some sick joke.
Or maybe I was dreaming,
I was praying that what happened next was just a joke,
But it sticks with me every night I lay down to sleep.

After the rape,
Which seemed like an eternity…
I tried to stand up,
But fell right back down.

I finally found the strength to stand,
I was hoping to run,
Because you were gone.
Still praying this was all a dream.

I ran for the door,
But I guess you still wanted more…

You grabbed me from behind,
And threw me back against the wall.
Then preceded to hit me over and over,
I stayed sitting there,
Until you finally yelled at me to leave…

I made my way back to work,
Called mom,
And said they didn’t need me anymore.

I haven’t seen you since that day,
Maybe it’s just better this way…

I miss you though,
I really do…
Don’t know why,
But for some crazy reason I just do.

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