Poem -
Change

He hurt me for so long.
I couldn't escape.
Now I'm free.
It feels amazing.
My scars are still healing.
I wish I could forget about him.
It's too late now.
His image...
Burns into my mind.
No matter how far I am...
I still feel his violent touch on my skin.
I've changed.
I wonder if he has too.

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