I Lost
I sit here looking into da past wondering why & how it happened to me just thinking
how he took the only thing i had
i lost my innocence like a dying tree loses it last leaf
i reminisce on the time when i had been beaten time & time again
the blood almost shaking out of me
like violent winds of a hurricane shakes the leaves off a tree
i remember how my scream echoed louder than boisterious thunder
in a terribly deadly storm yet no saved me i was alone.
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