Tears are always running down my face
I hang my head low thinking "what a disgrace?"
The tears are coming from all the damage you caused
What do you want now, a round of applause?
I've watched you rape and molest me right before my eyes
Now the only thing left to do is cry
You stole my virginity without my consent
PLEASE tell me why this is the way it went
All I wanted was for you to get off of me
But getting you off of me j
All he cared about was being satisfied
I feel dirty, I feel low, I feel used
I'll always know that I'm a victim of sexual abuseust wasn't that easy
You hit me in my face then ripped my shirt
Then you pushed it in to the point where it hurt
I remember it like it was yesterday
Answer this, will I ever forget about this and be okay?
The thoughts are crucial & all I can do is cry
Sometimes I just think then ask myself "why didn't I die?"
The bastard didn't care if I lived or if I died!
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That is very powerful and horrible. The fact you are willing to share that with everyone takes a person with strength and courage. He took something that you can't ever get back but don't dwell on that. Learn from this learn the things he did that made him do this awful thing, and see it in other guys and steer clear of them. He took your virginity don't let him take your ability to love. Great job.
This made me cry and it hit my soul.
Holy... this. This is so powerful, even though I don't know you I'm proud of you. For making it this far, for sharing, for living. I'm proud of you, great job, keep it up
He took your flower but the garden will grow back . Listen to Heather Nova's cd called "Oyster" . It will give you peace .
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