Crying Poem

This poem starts with a question and ends with a question, symbolizing that this person gave me problems with trust, and now I can't even trust myself.

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Questioning Me

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Published: April 2008

Why me?
I stumbled upon you through simple curiosity
In a field I was a child
There you stood, a monstrous ant pile
Unsuspecting, I got bitten
Pain behind every word I've written
Your poison got under my skin
And ever since, that's where it's been
It stayed and snuck into my fragile veins
What's worse;
A week's bruise or a year's pain?

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