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She was weighted down by all of her lies.
She was seduced by contemptuous passions,
And ensnared by sweet lullabies.
She knew he’d be here in a moment.
Common sense screamed that she should run.
But fear had become a new ritual.
And apprehension made her senses grow numb.
For over a year he’d abused her,
Threatening death if she told of her plight.
And now she regretted the awful hours,
When he slipped into her room late at night.
At first she tried to fight him.
At first she tried to run.
But eventually all hope left her.
And then the world became undone.
Stupidity had been her problem.
Lack of attention was also to blame.
She’d once wanted this man to notice her,
Now she cursed the day that she learned his name.
Dreaded footsteps sound in the stairwells.
His breathing is labored and fast.
And she decided with grim determination,
That this time when he raped her would be the last.
As he opened the door to her prison,
She took one last glance at the moon.
And she mourned the death of her innocence,
And wished that she hadn’t thrown it away so soon.
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Death of Innocence

Contributed by AnenaLynne on Saturday, 28th July 2007 @ 01:37:14 PM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry

She was drowning in all of her secrets.
She was weighted down by all of her lies.
She was seduced by contemptuous passions,
And ensnared by sweet lullabies.
She knew he’d be here in a moment.
Common sense screamed that she should run.
But fear had become a new ritual.
And apprehension made her senses grow numb.
For over a year he’d abused her,
Threatening death if she told of her plight.
And now she regretted the awful hours,
When he slipped into her room late at night.
At first she tried to fight him.
At first she tried to run.
But eventually all hope left her.
And then the world became undone.
Stupidity had been her problem.
Lack of attention was also to blame.
She’d once wanted this man to notice her,
Now she cursed the day that she learned his name.
Dreaded footsteps sound in the stairwells.
His breathing is labored and fast.
And she decided with grim determination,
That this time when he raped her would be the last.
As he opened the door to her prison,
She took one last glance at the moon.
And she mourned the death of her innocence,
And wished that she hadn’t thrown it away so soon.

Copyright Â© AnenaLynne ... [ 2007-07-28 13:37:14]
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Re: Death of Innocence (User Rating: 1 )
by CoalMinersWife on Saturday, 28th July 2007 @ 02:01:40 PM AEST
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Sad to say. But written very well

Re: Death of Innocence (User Rating: 1 )
by onlyme1119 on Sunday, 29th July 2007 @ 10:57:52 AM AEST
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i just continue to be in awe of your poems and how well you express yourself...the flow and message were right on point and i simply loved it! please keep writing!

Re: Death of Innocence (User Rating: 1 )
by darkangeleyes57 on Monday, 30th July 2007 @ 02:48:51 AM AEST
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This was sad but full of honesty and feelings that you care.. Just writing this and saying it was for her shows that you care.. This was a great poema dn heart felt..

Take care
Christina

Re: Death of Innocence (User Rating: 1 )
by love_lost on Sunday, 23rd September 2007 @ 12:38:36 PM AEST
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OMG...im soo falling in love with your writing style and all of your poems!! i think that this one is my favorite so far!

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