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Rape

The taste of blood on my lips
Fresh bruises on my hips
Dried tears on my face
What he's stolen not even God can replace
A throbbing pain coming from below
All I remember is screaming NO
A deep yearning in my soul
A piece of me is gone I'm no longer whole
How could he be so cold?
Some nerve how did he get so bold?
To take something that wasn't his to take
It's not something I can go re-buy for Heavens sake
Facing this harsh reality alone
No family everybody's gone
I'm no longer afraid of goodbye
My true fear lies within saying hi

Dulce
Written by Dulce (Proper)
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