the part in me that was human
died a million deaths

as a child, I was robbed of my innocence
in brutal ways.
I kept buried in my heart
a reminiscence of how that felt
all of it..
the perfume of a gentle breeze
the light in my eyes
that shone from my soul.
and I remember also the downfall
excruciating agony of being left to rot
no more light, I remember
and then shadows
soon , dark.





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