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Christina Gotsina
Poems
Feb 2016
The Pervert
I was unlucky to cross your path.
As the helpless butterfly
trapped in a spiders web.
The more I tryed to escape,
It's web covered my body.
Pressing down on my lungs,
I can't breathe.
I didn't cry for help
Pride consumes me
like the spiders web.
Silence...
Your perverted voice is what I hear.
Humming like a bug in my ear.
Looking for your next prey
You make me sick.
I was unlucky to have met you.
You filthy *****.
Written by
Christina Gotsina
45/F/Montreal
(45/F/Montreal)
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