No More
A touch, a violation, a scream, unsafe, even though it is over.
Never the same, cannot be undone.
No hope.
Suddenly, a light, a ray of Sonshine,
new consciousness springs up from the once barren ground.
Old wounds are healed, the scars forgotten.
This new life bringing a joy that was once lost.
No more cowering, no more fear,
no more violation, no more missued power.
Replace them with true love, purity, Sonshine and happiness.
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