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Aug 27
I wake up in a panic
my clothes stuck to me with sweat
heart pounding
mind racing
your touch lingers on my skin
I want to scrub it off
the scent of you fills the room
and panic threatens to suffocate me
my throat closes up
and tears run down my cheeks
those tragic flashbacks
they take me back to those moments
I wish they would go away
three people responsible
for the ***** feeling I can never wash away
you invaded me
knocked down my guards
and stole something I didn't want you to have
the revulsion of your actions
churn in my stomach
the lack of proof gives you opportunity
opportunity to do it to someone else
the shame of keeping it secret fills me
I wish I spoke up sooner
but fear clamped my mouth shut
The Invisible Poet
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The Invisible Poet  18/Gender Fluid/the land of my thoughts
(18/Gender Fluid/the land of my thoughts)   
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