you did this to me

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    you did this to me

    You sit on the couch and play with the uncle
    I come and sit down
     you try and play with me
    I fight back and say no as the uncle leaves
    he knows whats about to happen but he leaves me there
    I run for the door
    you run after and push me on the floor
    you grab my shirt and try to take it off
    a cousin comes in and says he is going to tell
    but you don't care you keep going
    I try to fight back I try to scream
    but I cant...
    your holding me down hurting me
    tears fall down my cheek
    because I have no strength.
    I look up
    I see a knife
    I reach to grab it but I grab something else
    I beat you with it
    I got loose and ran
    and I never told a soul.

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    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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