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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required For the third time he’s got her, he’s trying to get it in; She’s saying no, but whatever… he just won’t listen. “Stop, Get the f--- off me! Don’t touch me… NO!” She’s fighting, she’s glaring, but he isn't letting go. People walking by, glimpse, looks away; Pleading with her eyes, still no one stays… From that moment she realized nobody cares, Because when she needed someone, no one was there. He’s groping her everywhere; her petite frame is crushed- Between his body and a wall... the opposite of plush; She’s in uniform; and inspection is in an hour, Whining as he abuses her, draining all of her power… There’s an opening, she strikes… she tries to run; He grabs her by her hair, throws her around, he isn't done. Feeling every jab in her back gritting against the wall, And every time he draws back with his hand curled into a ball… She now fears that anytime she strikes, he’ll strike back, And it seems that manners are something that he unfortunately lacks. So she stops hitting, she just pushes and blocks, But he’s so d--- big! Like a boulder, a rock… Hold in your tears; don’t let him see you cry, Playing over through her mind like a lullaby. She keeps on her face disgust and anger as he violates her everywhere; Hoping for a hero, in the parking lot, past the cars…she just stares. It’s over, he walks her to class and she’s in a daze; Feeling so exposed, angry, and ashamed... ... .. .
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