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




Running away

Escaping for freedom

That you may never


Fully reach

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