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Feb 2015
I don't remember friday night
I remember drinking
I remember telling people not to let anyone hurt me
Then I remember waking up with jeans on but no *******

Now I remember voices
Familiar voices telling me what happened
How those to guy went to the room I was passed out in
And took advantage of me

I'm tired of drinking and making mistakes
*Allow me to wake up from this horror
Rare but Relevant
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Rare but Relevant  Wytheville, Va
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