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Where was God

Where was He? she asked
When he forcefully got intimate with her
So sad I could feel her soul crying 
Her heart scratching and her spirit tearing
A tear dropped as she continued confiding with me
I could hear that it hurt her so much by the tone of her voice 
You see I have this thing of always being trusted 
But damn that was too deep
Do I have to cry coz my heart already does?
I asked myself alone on my bed while looking at her pic
Her voice hit my subconscious and shattered my strength 
She reminded me of when I was bullied as a kid
So lonely I was 
Wait! She said she was suicidal 
So cute I couldn't imagine not knowing her
Broken as she is, she still caught me in the ''I wish I could see you'' zone
Do I love her?
If I do is this what they call at first 
Or is it because of her story 
Her so called worst experience that makes me want to hold her and whisper slowly and say
"I got you baby"
Would believe me?
Coz some niggas won't stop misrepresenting us as men
But damn her experience made love her without even knowing her
You know instead of being hurt when hearing her saying that "only if her pain could be displayed on her face she'd obviously be the ugliest of them all"
I just loved her more
I wonder what's with me
Or is it because I'm used to pain in such a way I love people who have been in a lot of it? 
I just wish she knew that sometimes we just have to go through a lot in order to reveal our stronger selves 
God was there and not every earthly doings are God's will 
I just wonder where was He

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