The Girl of the Past by Victoria Borges
She is pinned to the bed by the
strength of your body.
No means no. You chose it means yes.
You grumble she had this coming.
She holds her breath and believes if
maybe I just listen and do as he says I
will be able to endure.
This moment is the moment you take
something she will never get back.
This is the instant she vanishes.
She is reborn and she is scarred.
Never smiling again that smile has
been forever tattooed to the
girl of the past.
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