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Luck
You’re on top of me
My heart skips a beat
How did you fool me so well?
You seemed so sweet
But here we are
Your hands on me
Tears welled in my eyes
I’m not here, completely
The marks are still there
My body twitches at the sight
The small bruises on my neck, my chest
I wish I had the guts to fight
I wish I had left
Gone far far away
Away from you and your touch
And into a new better day
But I cannot change the past
Instead, I’m stuck
With the constant pain of your touch
I have such terrible luck
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My name is Lauryn Bause, I am 16 years old. I wrote this directly after getting sexually assaulted by my partner at the time when I was 15. I still struggle with PTSD but I have found a way to express myself through poetry. This is just one of the many poems I've written through my healing process.