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Mar 2013
His hands
Went down
Into my pants.
I hated the
Feeling
Of his sweaty,
Cold
Palms
And fingertips
On my skin.

He didnt just
Touch
Me in places
That should be kept
Untouched.
He touched my
Soul
And let out
The demons
Inside.
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