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My Fall
by D. DeMartini
Sunday, October 13, 2002
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This world led her to believe that it was her fault.
This world made her feel guilty.
This world said she was a tease.
This girl, she just had to leave.

I was always afraid
to be just another girl.
I let myself fall
when I was trying to twirl.
I opened my lips,
stuffed full of lies.
All those stupid things,
all my guilty alibies.
Pushed onto my back,
curled to the side.
My body beaten
and roughly tied.
I let someone take me
gave him what I had.
I thought it would
feel good to be bad.
A touch from a stranger
thrilled my lonely heart.
Making people fall
was becoming my art.
I liked the attention.
I liked feeling new
Like a painted performer
their lustful glance my cue.
I became something haunted
Afraid
of letting
myself
feel.
Happiness from somebody else
for a moment
my lips could steal.
Loosing more and more,
my body bled.
Holes from the broken life
I now led.
I fnally fell,
my sweet honey mouth
couldn't till now
find the words
for my story to tell.
Now i sit,
trying to gain what's been lost.
Forceful hands
my innocence
had
cost.

This world told her to feel bad.
This world said she was wrong.
This world said he was not to blame.
This world fried her in it's flame.

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