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Touched
Your hand was all it took,
aside from that hideous look.
The sneer on your face,
No other memory can replace.
You’ve scarred her for life,
Coaxed her towards the knife.
You’re sick, you’re wrong,
Figuring that out… Didn’t take long.
The places you touched,
The parts that you clutched.
Has ruined her mind,
She’s frightened all the time.
“Come out of the closet” you say,
And then she is troubled the rest of the day.
Without any clothes,
The terror is coming, this she knows.
After the beginning, before the end,
The pain flows through because of your sin.
Now she’s reminded, everyday,
Of the horror you brought her way.
(2008)
