Violation
You take away the pieces of me
disposing of them efficiently
all the pieces of my life gone before we ever met.
There isn't much left of me after you are done.
What was I thinking
as you piled them up for disposal?
”You have to do it right or the past will come back to haunt you”
is what you said.
The only thing that haunts me now is you.
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