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He told me we were hanging out with a group but he came up to my door alone said the others couldn’t make it. I said okay and we went to the moonlight playground as he poured ***** down my throat. my body was urging the poison back out as I cried. I ran and I sprinted but the fence seemed enclosing I was stuck in a nightmare all I had were the stars. after that night I didn’t like stars as much. alone I lay there in the wet brown grass rain joining my teardrops I couldn’t see I couldn’t scream. When I thought it was over people started looking at me. they thought I was the ***** and he just hit it and quit it. Haunted by a vampire draining truth down my throat I lost all pieces of myself offering my roaring willpower to him the sweat of his touch infiltrates my defenceless skin but I didn’t scream his ****** hands dragging as if I were *** on wheels. and one day I will be oh- so tall and with my gathered tears i will build a water wall nor paddle nor wind for I will be flying with a cast of all those with prisoner tongues marching behind me.
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Sep 30, 2020
Sep 30, 2020 at 6:40 PM UTC
*** on wheels
He told me we were hanging out with a group but he came up to my door alone said the others couldn’t make it. I said okay and we went to the moonlight playground as he poured ***** down my throat. my body was urging the poison back out as I cried. I ran and I sprinted but the fence seemed enclosing I was stuck in a nightmare all I had were the stars. after that night I didn’t like stars as much. alone I lay there in the wet brown grass rain joining my teardrops I couldn’t see I couldn’t scream. When I thought it was over people started looking at me. they thought I was the ***** and he just hit it and quit it. Haunted by a vampire draining truth down my throat I lost all pieces of myself offering my roaring willpower to him the sweat of his touch infiltrates my defenceless skin but I didn’t scream his ****** hands dragging as if I were *** on wheels. and one day I will be oh- so tall and with my gathered tears i will build a water wall nor paddle nor wind for I will be flying with a cast of all those with prisoner tongues marching behind me.
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20/F/Netherlands
Sep 30, 2020
Sep 30, 2020 at 6:40 PM UTC
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