I was in a good place – body and mind.
Happy in moment, and looking forward.
But someone or other,
directly, or indirectly,
decided that I didn’t belong,
that I was an interloper in this good place,
that I didn’t matter.
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Violate, desecrate, rip heart out and shatter!
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The other hasn’t gained from my misery,
beyond hollow, morbid pleasure,
sufficient, alas, for human nature.
(To be continued…)
©SvetkaSamizdat
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