My Own Theory....

she was only
13 during that time

she played on it
toying with that sole aim

of forgetting
what really happened

still hurts her mind
because it

was too lovely and it
did not accomplish what

could have been
so secret and so perfect

she was only halfway
she did not arrive there

she was too young
and he was too bloody close....

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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