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2/11/16 One hand shackles and binds my wrists. The other crushes my throat cutting off air. He penetrates my center even when I resist. Disoriented, I’m prey, helpless in his snare.
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May 3
May 3, 2026 at 4:09 PM UTC
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2/11/16 One hand shackles and binds my wrists. The other crushes my throat cutting off air. He penetrates my center even when I resist. Disoriented, I’m prey, helpless in his snare.
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#assault#survivor
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May 3
May 3, 2026 at 4:09 PM UTC
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