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Deion Hall Jun 2016
Silence
As you feel unwanted hands on your skin
Silence
As you try not to break from within
Muting your cries because no one will believe you anyway
Silence
As a slimy palm covers your mouth
While curious fingers crawl on your skin
Silence
As tears fall from your eyes, creating a puddle next to your head
Silence
As dawn breaks and the wandering man leaves your bed

— The End —