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Sep 2017
She woke up to the reality of cruelty
Pain, the stench of his breath on her skin
life, she's been devoured of existence
She hated and regretted being a girl
oh pain, she couldn't bottle you anymore
she ran to the nearest, tallest bridge
and finally numbed the pain
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She didn't have to
but we ignored her
judged her
avoided her
but never helped her
her  cluttered heart was broken
nobody noticed or cared enough to notice
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This piece is for the **** victims.  They've suffered the most from this heinous atrocities committed by savage creatures.
I personally want to say am sorry for all you've endured and the strength you've shown by living through it all alone.

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