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Nov 2017
You tell yourself you could've prevented it
You say,
"If I just wouldn't have gone out that night
If I just wouldn't have taken that last shot
If I just wouldn't have worn that black shirt that made my ***** look bigger
If I just wouldn't have looked at him
If I just wouldn't have danced that dance
If I just wouldn't have followed him"
Yet somehow,
You were around other men who kept themselves away and respected your home
One boy came and recked it
But,
You blame yourself for something a boy did
How is it that everyone else was able to respect you, yet he wasn't
Yet somehow,
it was your fault?
Written by
Payton Elizabeth  21/F/Indiana
(21/F/Indiana)   
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