A heavy hand laid upon my face. A kick to my stomach with a strong embrace. A knife put to my throat to end my life. A damaged girl is what I became. A man that took advantage and played his game.
A web of lies that I believed. A depression that took over me. A sense of fear dwelled within me. A sense of hope that I would be led free. A man that used me and did as he pleased.
A tear drop after another. A pile of blood like no other. A sense of strength took formation. A girl who knew that it was her declaration. A man who wanted her as his innovation.
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Survivor of a toxic relationship