Sexual abuse

TEARS COMING FROM MY EYES
BECAUSE IM WATCHING RAPE AND MOLESTATION BEFORE MY EYES
ALL I COULD DO IS CRY HE'S RUSTY HAND RUBBING MY THIGHS
POP GOES MY CHERRY
HE STOLEN MY VIRGINITY
I WANT TO PUSH OFF OF ME
BUT ITS JUST NOT EASY
THIS BIG UGLY MAN DONT CARE IF I LIVE OR DIE AS LONG AS HE IS SATISFIED

poem by Broken Nd Alone
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