Enemys
I have enemys out there.
I know I do.
They've got me once.
They'll get me again.
They've destroyed my life.
I hate the uphevil strife.
The hurt raped and abused me.
When I was defenceless.
I could not fight back.
They are my enemys.
They arent the turn of the screw.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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