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WARNING: This piece mentions instances of sexual harassment.

At my most vulnerable,

he entered me.

Mayhem, havoc, I had already experienced more shed of light than I had been prepared for.

As we grew closer, I became a lost spirit.

My soul divided, and then some.

A hijacked mind,

Infiltration that had never really begun.

But slowly I was pulled away from myself.

And when I noticed the butterflies and when a funny, fleeting feeling occurred,

that’s when I noticed I was no longer preserved.

For myself or for my mind?

Was it Will? Absence of the divine.

A takeover of the fallen.

Or a mistake blamed on innocence that was quickly covered in denial.

However, shameless. I still knew my worth.

Relocation and transferal, what happened was that I had succumbed.

But not weakness, fault.

Not a nympho or wanton, simply led onto path that had set my heart on,

And grew with intensity which ensued a lost vivacity, until one day he took it all away.

And I was left with I, me and all that was mine.

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