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Objects of pleasure they see us as Attacking us from every angle and any corner With our tiny voices we scream Scream till we have no breath to scream again With their Dwayne Johnson's muscles they suppress us Forcefully penetrating with their carrots Taking away our long preserved dignity For the one we await in emotional unity We are the victims of rape Battered and shattered for the sake of pleasure The pleasure we don't derive pleasure in but pain On us the put chip of shame Shame that has led to the damnation of some of us Putting us in eternal bondage of scary memories Making us everlasting victims of rape But.... What sins have we committed? Who have we offended? Are we not humans just like every other human beings? Are we no longer entitled to rights to free movement and choice of dressing? Is it a sin to be beautiful and attractive? Is it our fault that we have jaw dropping and eye catching endowments? So why us???!!! #Saynotorape

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