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My Virginity

She heard the footsteps coming through the dark While her body buried itself into the kitchen But he came and rode on her lovely smiles His face covered with excitement Served her with punches and bitter kisses And majestically stripped her off like a day old baby She didn't ask for romance neither sex But he silently pierced her heart with his words And crawled through the walls of her beautiful legs He visited every single corner Screwed her carelessly like a dirty mechanic And set the pulses of her skin on fire Her life was crumbling Dreams caved ridiculously into a pit of tears She was pushed, beaten and tortured against her will He penetrated and forcibly raped her Left her eyes opened to swim in a river of blood And she became a victim of the constant flashbacks This place she did call home It is not really a home But a place of constant abuses And rape is now seen as a new religion

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