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[title] => Hidden Memories
[time] => 2005-04-11 06:31:17
[hometext] => PLEASE comment! :) And I will comment on yours as well, of course.
[bodytext] => You called me into your classroom You rambled off some crappy lie But you were a teacher so I trusted you How was I to know my childhood would soon die? You went in and shut the door And you asked me if I was a virgin I said, “You sick freak! You’re a teacher! What the heck are you thinking?” His ugly smile grew wider as he drew near Alcohol scent sticking to my face Forcing me, with a gun, to obey And to lose my childhood grace His face is forever sealed in my mind It is a box I hate to open But occasionally on these summer nights The memories float out unbidden After he finished the indescribable deed With a knife, he opened my veins Lying exposed on the floor in my blood My head swimming from the pain Beating me, raping me, beating again I hadn’t the strength to scream Even if I had, he would have killed me I couldn’t stop him from performing things obscene Finally he tired and left I was nauseous and dizzy from lose of blood It must have been late in the afternoon When my other teacher came in Rushing to my crimson body She held me close to her heart Not a word did she utter She knew my healing had to start For months after I left the hospital I didn’t say a word or cry a tear I silently put these memories away I hoped they would never again appear But yesterday, I saw him And it brought back the torment and shame I thought if I wrote all this down It might help me forget again. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 182 [topic] => 65 [informant] => NightOwl [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => toughstuff )
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