At one time,
I had a reason,
like a hymen, unbroken,
lily, orchid,
frozen,
power virgin
there was

time.

He came and forced it,
split my legs
open,
silver vase
and flowers wilted,
screaming, silent,
naked,
stolen
I walked in

shame.

There was a time,
hymen unmended,
never
sewn...

02/10/2002

Posted on 02/10/2002
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