Gardner Part 3


He said his words
and they branded into my body.
Into my veins ...
Into my brain ...
Then, everything went foggy.
Shutting down, I gave up for awhile;
as I became a character to his case file.
Would I ever again be safe?
I was scared to death,
lost my grip to pain.
Nine years later, where is the smile,
that naturally came when I was a child?
Innocent no more,
the night he made me into his whore.
Sore, so sore.
A disgust I'd never felt before.
Nine years later ...
the recollection still pounds on the door ...

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