YOU CALL ME YOUR SISTER
BUT YOUR HANDS DOESN'T STOP;
UPTO MY HIP
GOES UNDER MY CLOTH
SUFFOCATING ME
MY 'NO' SEEMS NOT TO MATTER
SO YOU USE ALL YOUR FORCE
YOU THINK I'M TIMID
SO WHEN I PROTEST
TO PROTECT ME
YOU LIE
TO PROTECT YOU
YOU TRY TO SHUT ME DOWN
WHEN I SCREAM FOR HELP
YOU MONSTER
SWEARED ON YOUR INNOCENT MOTHER
YOU SHOULD BE PUNISHED EVEN FOR CHEATING
YOU WON'T HAVE A WAY OUT
YOU WON'T HAVE A WAY OUT
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Author:
Cynthia Seven (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 11th, 2026 05:57
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
Abuse there is no excuse, disrespect of another is no brother. Well written
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