the lipstick on your face smeared
this is everything you've feared
you had just come home, into your house
he ripped off your new blouse
you knew he wasn't joshing by the look in his eyes
he tells you now, no one can hear your cries
tears run down your flushed cheek as you cry in pain
will he realize there is nothing to gain?
or will he keep having his fun
finishing until his deed is done?
the seconds seem like minutes and the minutes seem like hours
but the man is too strong, he overpowers
she can't breathe
as she thinks of all the people who decieve
there is nothing left in her that she can see
except him, disgust, and the lingering question... Why Me? |
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