A harassment

Doesn’t happen

Once when

 

Memories are concerned

 

A harassment

Doesn’t happen

Once when

 

You see

 

His face, his eyes

His mouth, his hands

His words, his actions

 

In this never

 

Ending torment that

Lasts years and years

And you wonder if

 

It’s your fault

 

Your problem that

You just can’t let go

That every time

 

You hear his

 

Name, you’re that

Little innocent child

Again, only nine

 

Shaking

 

Running away

Escaping for freedom

That you may never

 

Fully reach

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