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My Truth

Darkness closes in around me

Fear washes over me

Closing in

Fingers taunt me

Hurt me

Innocence stolen

Feeling abused

Feeling lost

Knowing I was used

Holding everything inside

For reasons other

Than my pride

Damaged goods is all I am

Nothing special

For any man

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