my past returns
up in my future
like hot juice
down my throat
it burns
this becomes something else
tainted and wrong
desperate attempts
at rising above
at feeling less defiled
sullied and broken
once again
first time, shame on him
second time, shame on me
a third time won’t happen
I Write Her 
The intensity level of this is a beautiful thing. You, dear Susi, are an extremely talented poet and it is an honor to be your friend. 😊❤
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❤ ❤ ❤ That means a lot to me, Walt! Thank you for your kind words! I hope you know that I regard your work as equally heartfelt, and consider myself lucky to have you as a friend as well. 🙂
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I do know and it means a lot to me Susi. I always appreciate your kind words and support. 😊💛
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Wow very powerfully intense written so well! ❤
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Thanks, Deborah! It was intense. ❤
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