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Apr 2013
Hands on my body
No resistance or judgement
Just let it happen
like a wave in the ocean
and some are calm
and you see them coming
feels like a nice buzz, or better a humming
And others crash and hurt inside my head
Like my alarm clock next to my bed
Wake up, before you fu ck up!
but too late
my clothes, on the ground
and my dignity is missing
still hasn't been found.
Rosalie
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Rosalie  MA-NY
(MA-NY)   
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     Mustaneera Azhar
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