December 8, 2008
Following the path.
a dark rainy path.
Forced to do and don't-
not your choice,
but a command.
A heavy weight over your shoulder.
Never ending; never stalling.
Not like a cut that heals,
but the removal of dignity.
Soon your confidence gone.
and then...........
no more- ever
of your true self.

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