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Rape

On a windy day when it starts to rain You come out to find me, to cause me pain I see your face and start to cry And everyone seems to wonder why Deep inside it’s you I hate For what you’ve done is known as rape It’s also known to scar minds forever For all of us forget it never For some of us it’s a pitch-black night Where faces aren’t seen and there’s a fight Clothes ripped off a woman by a man in a coat A knife is drawn to a throat But for me a difference was made It wasn’t at night, and there was no blade It was in your room during the day To know your face as the devil’s portrayed You threw me down upon your bed Against the wall you slammed my head It didn’t matter to you, I see Cos all you wanted was sex from me You scarred my mind, but not my soul But thanks to you, I’ll never be whole You didn’t ask, you didn’t care You stripped me down and did it right there And even though I screamed out no On and on you seemed to go Eventually you thankfully stopped Then you lay down with the blankets atop Not long after you fell asleep I put my clothes on and began to weep As fast as I could I ran away And now I hide from pigs like you every day

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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