The day after yesterday

June 20, 2008
By Katie Greenley, Endwell, NC

Needles shot through my skin,
Metal bits, ran through my veins.

I shiver.

There he was,
he was there.
I had been touched,
When i did not want to be.
Kissed,when i did not want to be kissed.

Was he there?
He was there.
There he was,

Standing before me.

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