February 27, 2012
By vda128 BRONZE, Moscow, Idaho
vda128 BRONZE, Moscow, Idaho
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I was looking for love.
Then you came to me.
Following our dreams, together,
Taking me into a new reality.
Imagining it wouldn’t end, not like it did.
With me, slumped on a wall, eye bruised, clothes torn.
You, above me, looking down, disgusted.
Not even my wildest dreams, or nightmares, could have seen this.
You; sweet, suave, incredibly perfect.
Me; nerdy girl looking for prince charming.
Now, a beaten woman, never the same.

The author's comments:
This is a poem I wrote for last year's Love What's Real contest.

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