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Elisabeth

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

10 poems·Since August 2013
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Gone

August 23, 2013

Those nights, weeks, months

Were never ending torture

Because that night I saw you naked

Was my greatest shame.

 

That first night

You said you could

Give me my first kiss

Which was supposed to be

A wonderful experience.

 

I was only 16 years old.

 

You leaned in and smashed my face

Toward yours

So close I could feel your warmth

I knew this wasn't right

I did tell you no

But you never stopped

I never got the break I wished for.

 

The you were in my bed

With no clothes on

You taking off mine

You touching me

In places I never been touched before

Us trying to be quiet

My parents might hear us

Making love they call it

But this was called something else.

 

NO!! I don't WANT to!!

When you just kept

Sticking your hard dick inside of me

It hurt so much, I wanted to cry.

 

Right then,

As I gathered up my thoughts

As I saw you leaving my bedroom

I shut the door,

And realized then,

That my virginity was GONE.

I can never get it back

Because you took it away from me.

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