It isn't fair.
It isn't fair that the damage they did to me in the past still causes me so much pain today.
Bitch. Whore. Fat.
Punch. Slam. Rape.
You raped me. It hurt. You wouldn't stop.
You were supposed to love me,
But you made my body incapable of truly feeling without fear ever again.
My body was a cantaloupe
And you gutted me; scraped out all of my seeds
Claiming them as yours.
Then he came along.
I trusted him with the last seed I had left; the only one you left behind.
He was sweet,
But then turned bitter.
Bitch. Whore. Fat.
Punch. Slam. Attempted murder.
I trusted him with my last seed.
Now I am completely empty
The pain you both caused me is in the past,
But I still feel the wounds today.
They took all of my seeds, and now I have none left to give.
It isn't fair
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Author:
MeganRose (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 3rd, 2018 00:58
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Comments2
Very sad emotive write, I do sincerely hope that new seeds will be planted in your life and that they will ripen into true love and tenderness.
Thank you
This broke my heart. I understand completely and i relate on every level possible. Just so you know, I am here for you. You can have some of my seeds.
Thank you
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