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Too Young

He was adult,
Whilst I was still a child.
And yet the result,
Was wild and not mild.


Lust overtook me,  
And he didn't hold his attack.
But with myself I would plea,
If I could go back.


Though during the time,
I thought he would change.
But it was just a crime,
How he left me derange.


Though something bodily,
It change my state of mind.
He wasn't one of honesty,
But I was so blind.
 

He abused my trust,
Yet I just let him.
Now I know trust is a must,
To think of it now it's rather grim.  
Written by Hearica
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