Your Crime

A Poem by Megan Kirby

Every time I close my eyes,

I'm taken back to that day.

When my trust was broken,

My innocence raped away.

Chains of memories lock me in,

I can't escape my past.

Images of the smoking gun,

Held tightly in your grasp.

You forced me to take it,

Then blamed your crime on me.

So I wait in these chains,

Wait to be set free.

Author's Note

Image from http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/strollerderby/crime-scene-tape-706717.jpg

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Added on April 19, 2011
Last Updated on April 19, 2011

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